TO MY CATS...a POEM...WRITTEN BY JUSTAWOMAN....

So I like to write poetry, thought I would jot down some of my thoughts on our team with my pen..More after the jump....

It's football time in the city, for opposing teams feel no pity.

Football time in the city, time for #89, and heres hoping that the offensive line protects Matt Moores behind.

Good QB'S are hard to find, but I think Matt Moore and Jimmy Clausen will do just fine.

Ron Meeks has a heck of a defensive mind, in no time look how our defense shines.

The season is here, but it is still our offense that I fear. Will we be able to move the ball?, or just like morning traffic in Charlotte on I-85 will our drives stall. Matt can air out the ball, but please on offense Davis can you come up with better play calls.

Just a touch of imagination, as long as the front line doesn't allow penetration.

Special teams has me concerned, praying for them on return punts by opposing teams for touchdowns we aren't burnt.

It's football time in the city, inside like a little girl I am so giddy. Men grab your beer, waited all year now the time is here. On this seat we spent a lot of dollars, please Panthers on the field do something to make me holler.

Beasons going to bring the hits, Kasay has a leg that just won't quit. On the field abide by the rules and regulations of # 89. Got Steve Smith handling things through the air, while on the ground D and Stew, show you how we do. D and Stew rule, 5 yards,10 yards,15 watch them go, defenses wanting to stop them but they are too slow.

GOOOOOO Panthers!!!!!!!!!!!