B-Ball

When all is said yet time stands still, Player-hater buzzer beater game won. We stand we cheer a dream fulfilled, For promises of a better season begun. Therefore, we set our eyes on the prize, Like specks of dust we take our places. For seldom do we hear such pitiful cries, Of agony and hope upon their faces. Up and down the floor the players run, In a continuous quest to score. For dreams of being championship bound, Keep players reaching inside themselves for more. The game is over, the crowd erupts goes wild, We win the game-the championship! we smile!