🍁 Happy Thanksgiving, PML 🍁
A Thanksgiving Poem for the League
On this day of thanks and football cheer,
We gather as a league, another blessed year.
For PML’s chaos, fun, and friendly fight,
We’re grateful for the moments—morning, noon, and night.
We’re thankful JT is a robot, coded with elite precision,
Reading coverages like a machine with perfect vision.
We’re thankful Abdul Carter’s injured (for opponents, what a break!),
A rare moment of peace from the havoc he can make.
We’re thankful the Breakfast Show is officially back,
Bringing laughs, hot takes, and that classic PML crack.
We’re thankful the chat is less toxic, smoother than before,
A little less chaos, a lot more heart at the core.
We’re thankful for family, both at home and in the league,
The bonds we’ve built through rivalry, jokes, and fatigue.
For Sundays, for gamedays, for banter we all send—
For being part of the PML family, beginning to end.
So raise a toast, enjoy the feast, and celebrate the crew—
Happy Thanksgiving, PML… we’re grateful for all of you. 🦃🍂
