07-01-2019, 11:59 PM
(07-01-2019, 11:08 PM)fredtoast Wrote: Out of the night that covers me,
black as the pit from pole to pole.
I thank whatever gods may be,
for Cincinnati Bengal ball.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoings of chance,
my head is bloody but unbowed.
It matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishment the scroll,
I am not the master of their fate.
That's just how the Bengals roll.
^^^^^^^
This is how you do it fellas. Lamentations in poetry and verse is still fresh.
I'm gonna break every record they've got. I'm tellin' you right now. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, but it's goin' to get done.
- Ja'Marr Chase
April 2021
- Ja'Marr Chase
April 2021
