EJ WARNER FRESNO STATE BULLDOG

10,625 Yards, NIL Dreams, and Bulldog Pride

In Temple’s lights he first took flight, 3,028 yards in ’22, bold and true,

18 touchdowns launched his name where college dreams first grew.

A sophomore rise, 3,076 more, 23 scores through open sky,

He learned to lead, to stand up tall, to answer every try.

At Rice he fired for 2,710, 17 TDs through tests and strain,

Each snap a lesson etched in grit, each hit a measure of gain.

Then Fresno called Bulldog red beneath the Valley sun,

1,811 yards, 12 more scores, his final march had begun.

With Bulldog pride stitched deep inside each throw and huddle break,

He battled doubt and rising noise for every chance to make.

10,625 yards, 70 touchdowns, a journey wide and long,

From three schools shaped by faith and fire, resilient, wise, and strong.

NIL doors opened, mid six figures matched his growing name,

Yet his heart outweighed the money earned, love heavier than fame.

The last college whistle fades, but pride remains, his story etched in time,

A father’s smile, a son fulfilled, a legacy now in prime.