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It’s only OTAs right now but never will it stop,
last season bottom feeders now we’re headed to the top,
a brand new coach and GM; we’re above the land of small,
and that’s ‘cause we are Giants; met your life we’ll stand up tall.
D@mn right my blood is blue but Donnie Wahlberg I am not,
these teams gon’ get their bubble busted when the iron’s hot,
enough to burn ‘em third degree with potent urgency,
we’ll suffocate our scheduled foes who don’t deserve to breathe.
Our squad is led by Eli; that’s right good old number 10,
who’s never missed a game and yet some people wonder when,
he’ll hang ‘em up for good; a notion simple in its calm,
I’ll tell you from the heart I’m going to miss him when he’s gone.
There’s Odell Beckham, Jr. which is long for OBJ,
the speculators out there going “Will or won’t he play?”
Along with Saquon Barkley drafted high at number 2,
we’ll defecate all on the opposition; humble truth.
The blocking will be better; least I hope so in my mind,
with Willy H and big Nate Solder there to tow the line,
while last year Evan Engram had a hella rook campaign,
and I for one can’t wait to see how he will look again.
The defense will be gluttonous because they have the Snacks,
to feed Janoris Jenkins who is such a rabid jack,
my main man Landon Collins with O. Vern and Eli App,
will have QBs perceive ten balls as in they’ll see five sacks,
accumulate by halftime from their offense breaking down,
the new look NY G-Men will for sure not play around,
those Deadskin-Cowgirl-Sheagle teams; a bunch of tears’ll fall,
and that’s ‘cause we are Giants; and we’re gonna kill ‘em all….
©2018
