vs BAL 2024-11-17

My sweet bald king I love you papa

Mb for starting Bates over u damn 💀

you mean the world to me goat

Rest up you beautiful bald bitch

❤️❤️

He had more than Purdy and Achane for me this week

Pouring so much honey on u Chris ☺️☺️☺️

Goat

I will milk this guy

The gift that keeps on giving

Guy really won me my week. May he rest well

Everybody thanks to me he scores this many because I dropped him

IM POURING HONEY ON YOU GOAT

U my favorite cracker

Pouring honey on you goat

my glorious king

this man saved me to win by 1 😭🥹❤️❤️

GOAT🐐👏🏽

I’m attracted to this dude’s foot

It’s all over the screen

I want to touch that bald head of yours

Thank you daddy

In the heart of the game, where the pressure's immense, Stands a man with a foot that commands the suspense. Chris Boswell, the kicker, with calmness in stride, A hero in cleats, with the wind as his guide. Under stadium lights, as the crowd holds its breath, He lines up his shot, teasing fate and its depth. With precision and poise, he surveys the turf, In every heartbeat, the roar of the nerve. The snap, a quick motion, the holder’s embrace, As the ball takes to air, it’s a dance through the space. Through rain or through snow, in the chill or the heat, With each kick, he whispers: “This moment’s mine to meet.” For the black and gold colors that he proudly wears, He chases the dreams that fill up the air. With echoes of heroes from years long ago, He channels their spirit, the passion, the glow. In the clutch of the game, when the clock's counting down, With the weight of the world, he wears no frown. For each field goal he makes is a story of grit, Crafted in silence, where the champions sit. So here’s to Chris Boswell, the quiet ace, Who stands in the shadow yet takes center space. With every sweet strike, may his legend unfold, A kicker, a warrior, with a heart made of gold.