My stomach was dissatisfied every time the car jumped,
As I was on the way to my game ugh another bump,
This was the last game of the season, so I was nervous,
While in the back I was having a little prayer service.

Suddenly my dad made a sharp turn,
We arrived, my dad hollered “get out” really stern,
I could already hear all of the cheer inside,
My eyes got wide and immediately dried,
It was hard to hold my bags, in such a big hall,
As I heard my mom taking another call.

As I put on my shoes, and grabbed my ball,
I’m 5'10 and everyone else seemed small,
Boom, Boom, Boom, I pound the ball with my hand,
The pound sounded like one man band,

A whistle blew it was time to start the game,
I got to do jump ball, it was not a shame,
The ball set off through the air,
Something hit my eye, it was my hair,

My team received the ball first,
I needed water from my really bad thirst,
We burst down the court in a great speed,
Hoping I wouldn’t fall and start to bleed,

Getting in position in the post,
I wanted to score a bucket the most,
The ball got passed to me and like coffee roast
The ball smashed into my face, and I was toast,

My coach took me out of the game,
Furiously, who could I blame,
After a minute or two I felt better,
The ice pack a glacier, made my face less redder,,

I stretched a little to get ready again to play,
Hoping my luck wouldn’t be like this all day,
Coach finally let me go back in,
Aware of my surroundings, I ready to begin,

As I hustled more smoothly,
My mind forgot the incident absolutely,
My team running down looking hot,
Gracey went in and swooshed a last second shot!