January 9, 2009
“Beat! Beat!”
That’s all that I can hear.
It’s the never ending pumping of my heart.
It’s so loud that I fear it will explode.
I feel like laughing
The roaring of the crowds
They are all silenced out
I can feel the sweat pour down
And my hands feel slippery
I fear the ball will fall
“Don’t drop the ball”
“Don’t drop the ball”
I keep repeating to myself
It’s the last three seconds
It’s my shot,
It’s either we win it all
Or a lose what we have accomplished
It’s either now
Or never
It’s time I that I take the shot…

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