Merry Christmas Poem
TWAS the night before FF Championship, when all through the league, ALL OF 440 was stirring, with lots of intrigue.
The starting lineups and defenses were set with care, in hopes that a Championship soon would be there.
The losers were nestled in 10th to 3rd place, while visions of 2021 Poconos draft filled the space.
With Mykal as the commish, and a ‘Ship in his Cap, all had just settled for another losing lap.
When out of Lake Erie there arose a Hayden, I sprang from my bed “Could He Be Championship-Layden”
Away to the website I flew like a flash, launched Stat Tracker, and watched all the cash
THE END
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