Brothers and Sisters in Saban, let us pray,

Oh great and powerful Saban. We pray to you today to bestow victory upon your soldiers as they do battle with the foes from the east, the Followers of Dooley. So long it has been since we have tasted victory against this most formidable of opponents, but their days are numbered, for The Great Saban has come to deliver us to victory. Not since The Champion That Came Before You have we defeated these dogs, but we know you will succeed where The Child and The One With Supple Breasts did fail.

Oh Saban, for so many years we’ve tasted not victory, but rather our own tears of sorrow, and I fear that some among our nation have forgotten what it is to be a champion. In our last battle, you relit that fire, and showed us once again the great process which is underway. Even as some among the nation questioned you, you did not question yourself. Never did you doubt that victory was inevitable, and I pray that never again shall your nation doubt you.

We know your army will be prepared for battle, for you have bestowed upon them your wisdom, and you have molded them into a force that is far greater than the sum of the individual parts. Please enable Grant to be swift of foot and Wilson, strong of arm. Please help your Beast Child and his Friends of the Wall to defend our stronghold, and please let McClain and Castille show no mercy, for if our defenses are impregnable, then victory shall be assured.

Oh great and powerful Saban. Please make us a Champion today. Amen.