January 15, 2011
By Anonymous

The roar of the crowd
shows they care
as they are so loud

The sweat on my face
drips like a fauset
now it is a race

The ball comes flying
stepping infront to get there first
the other girl starts crying

They get physiccal
push and shove
I become mystical

Now it's one on one
I steal the ball
and make a fast run

The ball gets passed
making a great angle to shoot
and we get a goal at last

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