01-21-2018, 11:00 AM
Blake Bortles its your time
to let your star soar,
Into the Pride of the Jaguars
And Into Jacksonville lore.
opportunity awaits for you I say
3 hours past noon on this Sunday
With 2 of the greatest to coach
And play
Scheming and plotting
To ruin your day
Belichick will tempt you
with X’s and O’s
Fooling you to think
you can make this or that throw
Put you can’t! so don’t ,
fall for his tricks
Or his players will run by you
on the way to a pick six!
Then there’s Brady, the G.O.A.T.,
A Number #1.
Like a great gunslinger
except with a deflated gun.
Tom Terrific, Tommy Boy,
The greatest to play.
Who has 0 personality
And makes shoes
so UGG-lay
Let’s slice and dice them
4 quarters to be exact!
send Campbell, Ngakoue,
Jackson, Fowler even Myles Jack
Brady Running for his life until
Sack, sack , sack ,sack, sack
Now Tommy is scared
he’s getting sloppy
with his gun
In plows Dareus,
destroying the run.
So TB dodges a defender
steps up in the pocket
he has made his reads
loaded his rocket.
Hit from the side by Posluszny
but old Tommy fires first
Then the break happens
followed by a super like burst
Gronk has broke free
and no one is near
Then before my teal colored glasses
who should appear.
Is it a linebacker?
Telvin Smith with mutant like speed ?
No It’s the other freak of nature
Jalen Ramsey indeed.
Jalen jumps in front of Gronk
Talking trash all the way
“I’ll take this thank you”
As Ramsey steals it away
“Keep ya eyes on me, he says
I ain’t done yet”
As he turns to the end zone
Takes off like a jet
He yells back to Gronk ,
Who’s trailing far to say
“I’m Prime Time 2.0”
High stepping all the the way
Darth Hoodie grimaces and regroups
Sends out his defensive troops
They crawl out of their caves
And from up under their roots
Like ogres from the dark side
they Grumble and drool
Think Bortles will fumble
Throw an interception or two
They think pass
that’s When they bite
A handoff to Fournette
Ding, Ding, Ding
Round one, Fight!
The ogres slurp Up their drool
All the grumbling stops
Then Rumbling Bumbling
the sound of pads pop.
They thought that they had him
Shoulders were square
Leonard’s spin move
Left them grasping at air.
Take out the run
Belichick said with a gasp
The Jaguars were winning
Tackle that running back fast!
That’s when we hit them
Our leaders at hand,
Marrone and Coughlin
Own the hooded man.
Hurns comes in time
And an out to Yeldon
No doubt
Then a bomb to Westbrook
As Bill starts to shout
Lee comes in clutch with
3rd down, after 3rd down
As Brady stands by
like a dumb, helpless clown
I’d almost feel bad,
If Brady had a soul.
Then I thought better
Throw a touchdown to Cole!
The crowd grew quiet
In Boston that night
as the final seconds ticked off
Not a patriot was in sight.
Because after all the talk
About the Brady/Belichick dynasty
The AFC Champion Jacksonville Jaguars
End the game with Bortles taking a knee.
The journey isn’t over
To the super bowl they go.
When we hold up the Lombardi
Yelling Duuuuuuuuvaaaalllll,
The whole worlds going to know!
to let your star soar,
Into the Pride of the Jaguars
And Into Jacksonville lore.
opportunity awaits for you I say
3 hours past noon on this Sunday
With 2 of the greatest to coach
And play
Scheming and plotting
To ruin your day
Belichick will tempt you
with X’s and O’s
Fooling you to think
you can make this or that throw
Put you can’t! so don’t ,
fall for his tricks
Or his players will run by you
on the way to a pick six!
Then there’s Brady, the G.O.A.T.,
A Number #1.
Like a great gunslinger
except with a deflated gun.
Tom Terrific, Tommy Boy,
The greatest to play.
Who has 0 personality
And makes shoes
so UGG-lay
Let’s slice and dice them
4 quarters to be exact!
send Campbell, Ngakoue,
Jackson, Fowler even Myles Jack
Brady Running for his life until
Sack, sack , sack ,sack, sack
Now Tommy is scared
he’s getting sloppy
with his gun
In plows Dareus,
destroying the run.
So TB dodges a defender
steps up in the pocket
he has made his reads
loaded his rocket.
Hit from the side by Posluszny
but old Tommy fires first
Then the break happens
followed by a super like burst
Gronk has broke free
and no one is near
Then before my teal colored glasses
who should appear.
Is it a linebacker?
Telvin Smith with mutant like speed ?
No It’s the other freak of nature
Jalen Ramsey indeed.
Jalen jumps in front of Gronk
Talking trash all the way
“I’ll take this thank you”
As Ramsey steals it away
“Keep ya eyes on me, he says
I ain’t done yet”
As he turns to the end zone
Takes off like a jet
He yells back to Gronk ,
Who’s trailing far to say
“I’m Prime Time 2.0”
High stepping all the the way
Darth Hoodie grimaces and regroups
Sends out his defensive troops
They crawl out of their caves
And from up under their roots
Like ogres from the dark side
they Grumble and drool
Think Bortles will fumble
Throw an interception or two
They think pass
that’s When they bite
A handoff to Fournette
Ding, Ding, Ding
Round one, Fight!
The ogres slurp Up their drool
All the grumbling stops
Then Rumbling Bumbling
the sound of pads pop.
They thought that they had him
Shoulders were square
Leonard’s spin move
Left them grasping at air.
Take out the run
Belichick said with a gasp
The Jaguars were winning
Tackle that running back fast!
That’s when we hit them
Our leaders at hand,
Marrone and Coughlin
Own the hooded man.
Hurns comes in time
And an out to Yeldon
No doubt
Then a bomb to Westbrook
As Bill starts to shout
Lee comes in clutch with
3rd down, after 3rd down
As Brady stands by
like a dumb, helpless clown
I’d almost feel bad,
If Brady had a soul.
Then I thought better
Throw a touchdown to Cole!
The crowd grew quiet
In Boston that night
as the final seconds ticked off
Not a patriot was in sight.
Because after all the talk
About the Brady/Belichick dynasty
The AFC Champion Jacksonville Jaguars
End the game with Bortles taking a knee.
The journey isn’t over
To the super bowl they go.
When we hold up the Lombardi
Yelling Duuuuuuuuvaaaalllll,
The whole worlds going to know!