moofriender• 15w
Oh Baker, the gunslinger bold and true,
The hopes of my fantasy ride upon you.
A field of dreams lies beneath the lights,
Where heroes are made on football nights.
Throw to Mike Evans, let him soar high,
A touchdown, a leap, a reach for the sky.
Let his hands be steady, his stride be fleet,
Twenty points, Baker, we need the feat.
And Jalen McMillan, swift as the breeze,
Cut through the defense with grace and ease.
Hit him in stride, let his star ignite,
Twenty points more—it feels so right.
Rachaad White waits in the backfield near,
A burst through the line, the end zone’s clear.
Screen pass or rush, let him break free,
Baker, deliver sweet fantasy.
The stakes are high, the season on edge,
With every play, you honor our pledge.
So guide the offense, ignite the flame,
And etch your glory into the game.
Throw us the points, make the scoreboard bright,
Baker Mayfield, the star of the night.
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