The Ballad of Fignuts

[Verse] Down in the heartland, there's a league so bold, A fantasy football tale that's never been told, Fignuts boys, they gather 'round the bend, With veal on the grill and beers to commend. [Verse 2] Stephen's the shark, always playin' sly, While Joer's got a wink and an eagle eye, Danyur’s got the stats, Rusty's got the charm, Givin’ high-fives, setting off alarms. [Chorus] Ride on, Fignuts, through the Friday night, Playin’ for glory, ‘neath the stadium lights, Legends are born in this league divine, In the heart of the South, where the stars align. [Verse 3] Seth keeps it steady, like an old freight train, Jason’s got the fire, never plays it plain, David’s the brain, with a master’s touch, And Tompkins swings hard, never in a rush. [Verse 4] From the wides to the tight ends, they know it all, Veal on their plates, standing ten feet tall, Each Sunday showdown, a battle supreme, In the land of the free, livin' the dream. [Chorus] Ride on, Fignuts, through the Friday night, Playin’ for glory, ‘neath the stadium lights, Legends are born in this league divine, In the heart of the South, where the stars align.