The Big Wrestling Guy "On the Loose"
From PiedPipersHouseOfPong
(1st Collaboration Edition – January 2008 Copyright)
Towards the field house door the huge man came,
Looking for Coach Piper and ready to take aim,
"Where was Pied Piper" and "Who was in Charge?"
The Big Wrestling Guy was angry and large.
The Big Guy saw no Piper and what did he see?
The Pong Head Coach, or could it be Bruce Lee?
The Coach named Piper was glad not to be there,
As the Pong Head Coach sounded the loud "Beware"!
If the tug boats were missing to pull a large barge,
This man could nearly single-handedly take charge.
Yikes! The Big Wrestling Guy was "On the Loose"
And was damn near as big as a bull elk or moose!
The Big Wrestling Guy was as ticked as could be
To find the Chinese guy who looked like Bruce Lee.
The Head Coach dealt with the scenario as best able
And later lyrics wrought in the Pied Piper’s Pong fable.
Pong tables rattled and clanged to a lurid, horrid beat,
Sounds heard from the landing of that Big Man’s feet.
All mothers with children - put them in a papoose,
Cover their ears and from this madness vamoose.
The veins in his forehead and neck bulged profusely puce,
And, Lord Holy Moses, what if he’d had too much "juice"?
Pray to God that there was not more than one screw loose!
Fear reigned in Pongville - the Big Guy wanted no truce.
Blistering hot steam poured from his flared nostrils,
All visitors with a paddle he treated like hostiles.
The Big Guy’s anger put a full Nelson on the Pong day
As the Fella claimed "No room for the Pongers to play".
The good visitors with money to the Field House came,
Yet the Big Wrestling Guy made such a decision so lame.
He threw those visitors out before hearing both sides,
The Pong Club at the Field House no longer resides.
Strong guys who think with muscles not their brains
Always think they have to just "pull in the reigns".
The Pongers caused no threat to the Field House.
The Big Wrestling Guy was just being a louse.
Mines needed the Piper and the Piper did not need them.
The Visitors - they should not be so quick to condemn.
We know for Pong the things that work and work best.
Was the Big Fella "One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest"?
A great Program, the Big Wrestling Guy could not see,
Only that these outside visitors look "too old to me".
While displaying no more brains than a silly goose,
The ferocious Big Wrestling Guy was clearly obtuse.
Now for a short time all of the Pongers must endure.
But the Pong Nation will Rise, the Pied Piper is sure,
And Pong will go on for another one thousand years,
With great fellowship, friends, and the drinking of beers.
Wherever we play the fun and joy will not ever stop,
Even though the Big Wrestling Guy caused us to flop.
In the realm of "All Pong things that are to ever be",
This demise will just be another kind of "Passing Tree".
Yet many generations of Students will never be blessed,
By the finest of Pong, and even damn near the best.
The Big Wrestling Guy was, and is, too blind to ever see,
That outside Visitors help, they don’t uproot the Pong tree.
The Big Guy wanted to meet with the Piper face-to-face,
But the Pied Piper of Pong just stayed in another place,
Claiming to bargain, the Big Guy prepared a fiendish moat,
Having needlessly and mercilessly cut the Visitor’s throat
Six years in the making, the fine Pong Club was complete,
'til the whole thing was trampled under the Big Man's feet.
At this place called Mines, they were unhappy with gold,
So this gem of a song soon will help the true story be told.
The Big Wrestling Guy came through and was full of abuse,
Thinking he was the reincarnation of the Roman god Zeus.
Some episodes are too painful for the Pongers ever to repeat.
The Big Man smiled when the visitors went down in defeat.
And of all the ancient stories the Pong Pied Piper has told,
This tragic tale must surely be stated most loudly and bold.
It was wrong to chase out visitors and cause the Club's demise.
For oh so many reasons, The Big Wrestling Guy we now despise.
This very big man nearly as large as a caboose,
With a skull that was thicker than a blue spruce,
Wreaked havoc on a Pong Club while out "On the Loose"
And in the end, on the Mighty Pong Club, he put a noose.
A Collaboration of The Pied Piper of Pong and Captain Long Pips