vs MIA 2024-11-11

please just gimme 87

If he gets 60 points he isnt puka, he is pookie

All I need

Why is he blocking

wtf

This fucking guy

Throw him the fucking ball!

“Puca Nacua” (Verse 1) There’s a fire in the field, a flash in the night, Puca Nacua’s in the zone, holdin’ on tight, With hands like steel and a heart so bold, Every time he runs, the story unfolds. From his first snap to the final play, He’s a fighter on the turf, won’t fade away, Lightning on his feet, moves smooth as silk, Leaving the defense grasping air like milk. (Chorus) Puca Nacua, the crowd’s callin’ your name, You’re takin’ every yard, never playin’ the same, Breakin’ through the line, dancin’ past the pack, A flash on the field, ain’t no lookin’ back. (Verse 2) He’s got vision like a hawk, power like a train, Turns a short route into a runaway lane, In the end zone, he’s the one you’ll see, Bringing that fire, makin’ history. Coaches say he’s got a mind of steel, With the kind of will you can’t help but feel, He ain’t just playin’ — he’s carving his name, In the record books and the heart of the game. (Chorus) Puca Nacua, the crowd’s callin’ your name, You’re takin’ every yard, never playin’ the same, Breakin’ through the line, dancin’ past the pack, A flash on the field, ain’t no lookin’ back. (Bridge) Oh, when the game’s on the line, He’s right there, toein’ that line, Fearless, strong, every snap, every play, Puca Nacua lights up the day. (Chorus) Puca Nacua, the crowd’s callin’ your name, You’re takin’ every yard, never playin’ the same, Breakin’ through the line, dancin’ past the pack, A flash on the field, ain’t no lookin’ back. (Outro) From the roar of the crowd to the victory roar, He’s a legend, a fighter, forevermore. Puca Nacua, the name rings loud and true, On the field of green, he’s comin’ through.

My little blocker

just don’t do as bad as last week

Stafford throw the fucking ball to him buddy is getting senile out there

Puca please

This guy came to this game strapped up, don’t wanna see him fumble

Should’ve known this bs would be a trap game

do they just not wanna throw

Where Puky

2nd and 10 let’s run it… what the fuck

not a pick

that hit the ground

Bruhhhhhhhhh😔

danggggg

Real where is my pooky

I need you to score 2 that’s it come on man 😭😭😭