A tribute, of sorts:
I celebrate my team, and sing Carolina,
And what I cheer, you shall cheer,
For every great play belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I stand and unleash my soul,
I yell and scream as the defense stands firm upon the grass.
My team, every player has shed his blood, form'd under the Wofford sun,
Born here of Gettleman and Hurney the same,
I, now 19 years a fan, never waiver
I sound my barbaric yawp in BOA.