These Are The Days

When the town shuts down and the only sound on an Autumn Friday night,
Is what people say about the game you'll play underneath the stadium lights,
When the band strikes up and the crowd erupts as you're running on that field,
You're prepared to fight for your team tonight 'til the victory is sealed,
I hope you know that,

These are the days when you're making history,
They go by fast but the memories last of another victory,
These are the days that you'll remember when,
You're reminiscing years from now about a Russell win,
I hope you know that these are the days,

From the oldest man who just likes to stand with his headset radio,
To the youngest girl lost in her own world doing cheers on the front row,
To a group of boys making lots of noise and a sideline sandlot game,
They depend on you knowing you'll come through to make them feel the same,
I hope you know that,

These are the days when you're making history,
They go by fast but the memories last of another victory,
These are the days that you'll remember when,
You're reminiscing years from now about a Russell win,
I hope you know that these are the days,

Those painful practices out in the summer heat,
Pay off in the playoffs when the Devils can't be beat ...