Seventy Decibels

No fans, sitting or standing,
in the seats-only stands.
Not playing, just yet,
the layer-stressed, er,
-dressed, players act:
Some standing, others kneeling — not one
gesturing against the flag, yellow or red or.
Lockett was always open!
“The first half is not yet over: Two seconds remaining on the clock.”

The sun,
via Ted’s magnifying glass,
vandalized the endzone sign:
END RAYS’ SCHISM.
As when the lunatics air their asylum,
so (ch)eerily similar is the suburban electricity
turned into sound.
Seventy debiles, er, decibels!
Let Ted speak the loudspeaker’s mind!
No offense, browns, but no defense!
NO JERSEY SWAPS AFTER THE GAME triggers
‘Go U.S. Postal!’ in some players, Go postal! in Ted.