Hot Takes
drdray1• 16 d ago
They say the field’s a battlefield,
Where giants clash and bend—but still,
One man glides where chaos spills,
Christian McCaffrey—born of will.
A flash of red and gold in flight,
He cuts the grass, then splits the night.
One juke, one spin, defenders lost—
Another touchdown, count the cost.
He runs like poetry, pure grace,
A blur of fury, calm of face.
The line parts ways—he needs no lane,
He makes the path, rewrites the game. So when they speak of legends made,
Of backs who’ve danced, and lines they’ve slayed—
Remember him, that blur, that spark—
McCaffrey, lightning in the dark. ⚡
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8DANGERBOY54• 16 d ago
Almost shit my pants when I opened up the app18FloydFromMarketing• 16 d ago
do anything to me cmc8
6lqueezy• 16 d ago
Need this type of performance when I play a JT owner
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3meglar9• 16 d ago
My glorious pookie14DwightSchrute23• 16 d ago
Bro won me my week, thank you white chocolate
6Bigmfb• 16 d ago
Si papi grande🥹
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