Jaguars Junction: Week 15

Upon the occasion of a man’s forty eighth and final loss:

Trapped inside the whirling gyreTossed we are upon the pyreFacing down the licking fireWe remember Gus Bradley

Cast into the seas of fateCrushed by waves’ unceasing breakSlipping through death’s silent lakeWe think about Gus Bradley

Suffering from torment’s harmShackled by the leg and armFreedom’s false and bitter balmWe won’t forget Gus Bradley

Shot through cannon’s belching surgeCaught in tyrant’s bloody purgeAs we mourn with funeral dirgeWe sing about Gus Bradley

Winter’s icy finger bonesWhich grasp our throats and choke our moansWith the lowest winning percentage of any coach in the Super Bowl eraFarewell my friend Gus Bradley.

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