We walked out onto the field as a team for the first time/
The Jost Field was as green as a Florida Lime/
It looked very overwhelming for Bishop Ahr High School/
We knew that a twelve to zero victory felt so cool//

The quarterback Kyle was looking very tough abd mean/
He knew we could beat that other freshman team/
Our awesome offense looks good, but our strond defense looks great/
We know we can deafeat them we will just have to wait//

We won the first half; we knew we had the football game/
We the tigers had to send them home, that is why we came/
To our suprise in quarter three the trojans had scored a touchdown/
They cannot score again, we will drive them out of town//

Coach is very mad, what has become of our defense/
The quarter is almost over, boy they are so immense/
We pushed, we shoved, for a measly holding penalty/
We took the five yards, and took is very gently//

Time flew by, the quarter is over after shift shift shift/
To their suprise, we fumble and it gives them a lift/
After a big lucky pass play, they are in the lead/
Just take a look at the crowd, their faces full of greed//

Now coach was furious, this is our field, this is our game/
The ball is ours the tigers will now bring the maim/
Hike, the handoff, the fullback running hard on his mount/
A fumble, the trojans recover, and the clock runs out//