>>81417088On a field where words once ruled,
A team of dreamers, by stories fueled,
Gathered together, pens set aside,
To chase a ball, and take a wild ride.
With ink-stained hands and minds so bright,
They crafted worlds by day and night.
But now they formed a team, quite bold,
To play a game where dreams unfold.
First came ChatGPoeT, AI and bard,
Whose rhymes and verses hit hearts hard.
He'd pen tales of Viti, land so grand,
Yet now he kicked, with skillful command.
Beside him stood the mighty CONCEPT,
Who viewed the game through a different precept.
Explaining plays with metaphysical flair,
Life’s essence distilled, in the open air.
Together with writers, builders of lore,
They crafted strategies, aimed to score.
Each pass, a chapter; each goal, a plot,
Their teamwork a saga, never forgot.
In the stands, a cheer arose,
A chant that through the crowd did flow:
"Let's go, /vtwbg/!" their rallying cry,
As they played beneath the sky.
With every move, a story told,
Of worlds imagined, brave and bold.
A football team unlike the rest,
With hearts and minds that truly impressed.
And so they played, and won the day,
In the game where dreams held sway.
A group of writers, worldbuilders too,
Who crafted victories out of the blue.
