After the conference championship win that saw the Myrtle Beach defeat the Norfolk Seawolves 18-0 the locker room was filled with boisterous cheers and celebration. One of the loudest to cheer was Tom Sofa knowing that he was one step closer to his ultimate ultimini revenge. After the celebrations died down and it was time to head to the press conference each player had their moment. Finally it came down to Sofa who stepped up to the podium with a prepared statement in hand, then folding it in half and reciting from memory he says.
"The Ultimini Wind is a buccaneer
Blustering in from Myrtle Beach,
With a rollicking song, he sweeps along,
Swaggering boisterously.
His offense is amazing.
He wears a hooded sash,
With a purple hat about his head,
And a bristling black mustache.
He growls as he storms the country,
A villain big and bold.
And the teams all shake and quiver and quake,
As he robs them of their playoff hopes.
The Ultimini Wind is a buccaneer,
Pillaging just for fun.
He'll knock you 'round and upside down,
And laugh when he's conquered and won."
"I would like to take this time to publicly rub it in to the Seawolves face that they have caught the Sofa curse. By them passing on me 21+ times they will not win another playoff game as long as I am in the DSFL. This poem I definitely wrote 100% on my own, is not a rip off of any other work is about me. I am the Ultimini Wind, I am a buccaneer. Next week we will win the Ultimini and the season after and the season after until I am brought up into the DSFL. I would also like to take this time to announce that I will be the starting QB for the Myrtle Beach Buccaneers next season and that I will exact my revenge on all 7 other teams. All will know my might, they will all shake, quiver and quake."
The reporter in the front asks, "With the NSFL draft coming up, what teams do you expect to take a look at you? What round do you expect to go in?"
"I expect every team to take long and serious looks at me. The Sofa curse is no joke, as witnessed here today only one team is left in the way, the Kansas City Coyotes, but every other team has already had their Ultimini hopes crushed. This curse will guaranteed carry on into the NSFL. Every team that has a chance to take me and passes on it will come to regret it. Every, single, one. However on a more serious note I will say that I expect to go no later than the 6th round. The Chicago Butchers not only want a QB of the future, but need a QB of the future. I am a QB of the future. Any team that wants or needs a QB of the future will need to select me before the Butchers can because there is no possible way I will drop past round 6. The teams I expect to want me the most are both expansion teams, OCO and the Butchers. Most other teams are set for the future, or want to think about the future in the future. What I say is that those teams are foolish, and that they need to know the future is now and the future is me. I am the Ultimini Winds and I will be the Ultimus Winds. Good night Myrtle Beach!"
Tom takes a step away from the podium, slightly staggers and catches his footing before retiring back to the team clubhouse. It looks like somebody had too much championship champagne!
"The Ultimini Wind is a buccaneer
Blustering in from Myrtle Beach,
With a rollicking song, he sweeps along,
Swaggering boisterously.
His offense is amazing.
He wears a hooded sash,
With a purple hat about his head,
And a bristling black mustache.
He growls as he storms the country,
A villain big and bold.
And the teams all shake and quiver and quake,
As he robs them of their playoff hopes.
The Ultimini Wind is a buccaneer,
Pillaging just for fun.
He'll knock you 'round and upside down,
And laugh when he's conquered and won."
"I would like to take this time to publicly rub it in to the Seawolves face that they have caught the Sofa curse. By them passing on me 21+ times they will not win another playoff game as long as I am in the DSFL. This poem I definitely wrote 100% on my own, is not a rip off of any other work is about me. I am the Ultimini Wind, I am a buccaneer. Next week we will win the Ultimini and the season after and the season after until I am brought up into the DSFL. I would also like to take this time to announce that I will be the starting QB for the Myrtle Beach Buccaneers next season and that I will exact my revenge on all 7 other teams. All will know my might, they will all shake, quiver and quake."
The reporter in the front asks, "With the NSFL draft coming up, what teams do you expect to take a look at you? What round do you expect to go in?"
"I expect every team to take long and serious looks at me. The Sofa curse is no joke, as witnessed here today only one team is left in the way, the Kansas City Coyotes, but every other team has already had their Ultimini hopes crushed. This curse will guaranteed carry on into the NSFL. Every team that has a chance to take me and passes on it will come to regret it. Every, single, one. However on a more serious note I will say that I expect to go no later than the 6th round. The Chicago Butchers not only want a QB of the future, but need a QB of the future. I am a QB of the future. Any team that wants or needs a QB of the future will need to select me before the Butchers can because there is no possible way I will drop past round 6. The teams I expect to want me the most are both expansion teams, OCO and the Butchers. Most other teams are set for the future, or want to think about the future in the future. What I say is that those teams are foolish, and that they need to know the future is now and the future is me. I am the Ultimini Winds and I will be the Ultimus Winds. Good night Myrtle Beach!"
Tom takes a step away from the podium, slightly staggers and catches his footing before retiring back to the team clubhouse. It looks like somebody had too much championship champagne!
Unconfident, Aug 8 2022, 04:16 AM Wrote:You’re going to be IA this time week lil bro