Our Poem To Mr. Irrelevant: Mr. I, You Succop!


So, Mr. Irrelevant is a Succop. No wonder he gets a parade, a trophy and all the other worthless hoopla we’ll all forget about for a year once he inevitably gets cut. For now, though, kicker slightly tougher than soccer player guy Ryan “Mr. Irrelevant” Succop is a member of the Kansas City Chiefs. In honor of this special designation, I wrote this poem…

Greetings, Mr. Irrelevant,

Even though you were a ‘Cock,

You were almost draft celibate,

Even though you’re barely a jock,

Tonight you are relevant,

Your name is Succup,

Lets hope you don’t “rhymes with Succup,”

Because Pioli made you the very last pick,

And all you do is freakin’ kick,

So, Mr. I, here’s to you,

And all we’ll never see you do,

We’ll never forget your name,

Even if you don’t have game,

You will still find fame,

No, I’m not fibbin’ ya,

Because your legacy will live on through trivia!

For chrissake, he doesn’t even have a Wiki yet! Oh well, welcome to the newest Chief — Ryan “Mr. Irrelevant” Succop of South Carolina!