Onion's Blair Epic
Sing, O Goddess, of the cup,our chalice, let it not be seized from us, snatched far off, to where it’s lusted over, stained, besmirched, by Blairbarians, depravity made flesh, senseless to know mountain from sea.
Potter-Kelley Cup

Fortify us, Sweet Siren,
that we do not cower at the utterance of this devil’s name: Buccaneer, a seaman without sea or vessel, landlocked pirate, turned hill and cave dweller, communal with snake and bear, blissful in barbarity, base to the depths dark as night.

And there, beside such inequity, teeters our prize,ever-glistening, warm to our hearts, a treasure rich, so loyal and longing, to return here, to us, home again where it, the Potter Cup, serves as a symbol of our triumph as men and women of promise and justice.

Beckon from within the Peddian, oh Muse, valor, the strong arm that wields edged bronze and directs the spirit, takes aim with ball and pierces the hopes of the hill tribe, that Bucs might know a fitting grief, that they meet with wrath.

Let Falcons bring just misfortune to Fortunato (Blair’s headmaster), let Peddians caste off scholar’s robes, veil tomorrow the visage of peace, to take on the eye and clench of triumph as gladiators, as victors, with the dawn.

And with risen sun, warm upon the soaring Falcon high above even the hopes of the mountain pirate, the gods, always ready to reward those with values, will bathe the bold blue and gold in the bright sheen of glory as they board vessels and begin the long journey north, where they shall look upon the fields and know then the place that their foes, painted savage-style, in navy and grey, will fall to the dust, tear-stained and hope-relinquished.

Peddie fans on the sidelines at Blair


Peddian champions shall bestride Hampshire Field and trample underfoot the Kroner and Underwood grounds. The Buccaneer hearing Peddian footfalls will flee, for this march will bring anew his nightmares of the sea’s surging power, the very fears that drove Bucs to land.

Kakini in a cross country race

Yet Buc retreat will gain them nothing, for they know, raptor swift, fast as Mercury,  Peddie’s Kakani will chase them down—as the Falcon snatches witless prey.

Blairbarian phalanx will unfold before Peddie might. Mayo, our giant, Herculean, shall plow Blair fields with Blair bones. In the days after this battle mountain babes shall weep and then kneel at hearing of Bellan heroics. Saylor will tremble when late in his futile struggle the gods grant him the clarity to know the Peddian general, Malleo, has done him in with more wits than brawn, proving to be an Odysseus before so many shameless men tempted to quench their hot thirst at our beloved Cup.

Offensive tackle Mayo '20
Coach Malleo
Quarterback Bellan '19 with the ball
And even with this, our labors will be begun anew. Imbued with Athena’s vast courage, Scopelleti and Kocherlakota will lead that bold club-wielding sisterhood, to smote all for ball, goal and glory.
Falcon wings, positioned above, will blot out the sun eclipsing all light, and the dark of Peddien blue, like a god-sent pestilence, shall sweep across Blairstown. Surviving Bucs will run blind, stumbling over the crooks and stones. Betrayed by the land, Bucs will be truly lost.
Peddiens will not have cheer in shadow. Aware of victory, the prize Cup begins to gleam and vibrate. Its sheen guides Peddiens across ragged, bloodied fields; as the clamor of and gold voices, now so close to the Potter Cup, calling for their leader, tall Quinn, rises to the very heavens.
Headmaster Quinn holding up cup to students
Birds in flight, even winds go still. Peddiens still fresh with the strength of battle, their blue and gold hearts pounding, will raise hands high above heads, and across Peddien faces is felt the cup’s warmth, and our cup will brighten like the mid-day sun, soaring higher and higher still in tall Quinn’s triumphant hands.
And noble Quinn, with the divine voices of the heavens, shall unfold his blue and gold heart with this hero’s truth:

Ala Viva!

Girls with Ala Viva sign and cup

Marc Onion
Marc Onion is the Freshman Dean of Students and a member of the English Department at Peddie.