Carter-Finley was lit
The crowd would barely sit
In the seasonal cold
The Wolfpack got bold
Memories created as the field we hit
Another ridiculous fantasy loss
My hands I did toss
So I'm changing my tack
And trading for a viable back
Swinging for the fences as Scooters boss
The reaper took the long way
But all evil does finally pay
Burn in hell, Dick
You criminal prick
It's a helluva start to today
So many screams and screeds
Who actually hears and heeds?
Thought Stephen A. Smith was ignored years ago
But ESPN has tripled down on his show
Who actually listens to these anal beads?
Giving up the most points
'Tis a kick in the beans and joints
Third in points scored
But I can't afford
The BS that fantasy football anoints
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