vs PIT 2024-12-21

First week having to bench my boy due to repeated disappointments

I benched you, I have lost all my trust

Oh Derrick Henry, titan of the backfield, anointed by fate’s own hand, The weight of my fantasy league rests upon your mighty shoulders. Last week, the Giants’ field was a treacherous mire, and your light was dimmed— But lo, the dawn of redemption rises, and the Steelers await. Can you not feel the urgency, the pulse of expectation in every fan’s heart? Your name echoes through the halls of my lineup, whispered in prayer and shouted in faith. For against Pittsburgh’s steel curtain, you must forge your path anew, A battering ram of destiny, a force too relentless to be denied. Last week’s woes are but shadows of the past, fleeting as mist upon the morning. This week, the field is yours to conquer, to reclaim your crown as the arbiter of yards. Do you not remember the glory of games past, when your steps left trenches in the earth? Do you not long to thunder once more, to leave defenders strewn like autumn’s leaves? The stakes are higher now, for this is not merely a game but a battle of pride and place. The Ravens soar on wings of resolve, but their flight depends on your stride. Break through the Steelers’ line like a tempest unleashed, Turn their stronghold into rubble, their resolve into whispers of despair. Oh, Derrick, you are not merely a player—you are my champion, my harbinger of hope. My fantasy league demands your triumph, your return to form, your gallant charge. Each yard you gain is a verse in the song of redemption, each touchdown a chorus of vindication. Let your hands grasp the ball as if it were the very essence of glory. Steelers’ defenders shall brace themselves, but they know not the fury that approaches. Your legs, carved from the mountains themselves, will carry you past their feeble grasp. Your arms, like thunderbolts, will cast aside their futile attempts. Oh, let them try, and let them falter—for you, Derrick Henry, are inevitable. And in the aftermath, when the clock strikes zero and the scoreboard sings your praise, Know that your deeds will ripple through the realm of fantasy football. Victory shall be ours, for you shall not merely run but soar, a raven’s flight to destiny. So rise, Derrick Henry, rise and remind the world of your greatness. For my team, for the Ravens, for yourself—this is your time to shine.

Can u not suck for once this week u haven’t hit ur projections in over a damn month now let’s go

Cook king cuz mixon was not it

You guys are dumb for benching him lol

Too bad you lost me the first round to the worst team in my league

My beautiful chocolate king, I find myself in dire straights this week. I’m gonna need a good game from you today, I hope you run through this Steelers offense with efficiency and grace expected of your status. I love you and please hear my call

Pls don’t cook me 🙏

Doing good already bro

I’m so cooked

Yall really thought the ravens were going to run him in the ground against the worst team in the league last week when they play 3 games in 11 days?????

The moment you bench him is when he will set it off. Don't ever give up on the king

No one benched Henry😂

Half of Pacheco points already I need you King, pause

haha…I decided to bench you…

😞😞

King needs to be early season Henry

You lost because the rest of your team couldn't pick up the slack

Drop 40 my king

The ravens still have zero clue how to use this dude

Come on bro I need 50 points

yo can we block for him