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I Am


I am. I am athletic and smart. I wonder how high is the sky. I hear the crowd scream as I enter the dome. I see the defense in man to man zone. I want to be the best in the NFL. I pretend to hear the announcer say “Bow back deep to throw”. I feel the tight lace of the ball when I throw, to some its a type of Peyton Manning throw, the way the ball whistles. I touch hands with the receiver after that long touchdown throw. I worry to call the right play, for I cry when our brotherhood has a bad day. I am. I understand the future will be tough. I say I can just be the best I can be. I dream that one day I will be the best. I try my best each time I play, for I hope for that one special day, I will be.
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