(In the style of The Autumn Wind – The Oakland Raiders Anthem)

The football nerds are gathering

With laptops and cheat sheets in tow

Constructing rosters, avoiding imposters

Drafting men with names like Bowe

Anxiety is on the rise

Your hair turns a feeble gray

A sense of gloom inside this room

And a smell that could linger for days

Fantasy Football sounds a rallied cry

Uniting fans in song

Opponents wage war over points galore

Until the season’s final game hast won

Red Square is for Football

Echoing with boisterous cheers

We’re quite cavalier until it appears

Our star Running Back is out for the year

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We know a thing or two about football down here in Alabama. First, I present to you Exhibit A. And if that’s not ample proof of our pigskin prowess, then I direct you to Exhibit B:  the inaugural Ad Agency Fantasy Football League. Still not convinced? Then I’ll have you examine Exhibit C: Red Square Agency’s CHAMPIONSHIP ring. That’s right, cue the Queen baby. We are the champions.

Several months ago, there was a movement afoot. A league of the finest agencies from around the country would assemble via the web and compete in pretend football. The founding parties included Toth, from Cambridge, MA; Freedom + Partners, from Brooklyn, NY; AgencyScoop, from Brooklyn, NY; Mekanism, from San Francisco, CA; Traction, from San Francisco, CA; Rodgers/Townsend, from St. Louis, MO; Firstborn, from New York, NY; Moosylvania, from St. Louis, MO; our very own advertising lawyer, Michael McSunas, from Chattanooga, TN; and little ol’ Red Square Agency, from Mobile, AL.

With our intrepid leader, Willie Waite, at the helm, victory was in hand from week one. In the words of the man legend himself: “This is a great honor for the organization. We’ve worked so hard all season. To get to the ultimate pinnacle…it’s amazing. We have to thank all of the members of Team Red Square, from the window cleaning guys all the way up to Pop. Everyone was a tremendous asset to our first ever championship.”

It’s kind of like the end of Rudy, only Rudy would’ve been pretending to play football with other kids on the Internet.

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