You've probably already seen this video, but I do not give a single God damn about that so just watch it again.
Dance is a gift. We can train for years and years for it, but some of us are simply born with the ability to shake that ass. Baker Mayfield is one of those lucky people with the natural gift of movement. If you watch this video enough times, it becomes abundantly clear he's going to perfectly whip his way to the OU starting job, a national championship, a long and distinguished NFL career, a cushy television job calling games with Robot Keith Jackson, a United States Senate seat, the Presidency, and finally, a corner booth at the local Whataburger where everyone knows his name:
"Baker Mayfield, Galactic Emperor."
You can poo-poo the power of dance all you want, but I've yet to meet any galactic emperors in my travels.
Actually, maybe one.