Playing my Game
All geared up
Standing on the line
Under the lights
Screams from the fans in the stands
Yelling from the coach
In your mind you hear
one thing
Your own thoughts
Step on the field
All the worries go away
Pain becomes forgotten
The man next to you Is
Like a brother
Nothing else matters
Knowing you win
or you lose
Its my game
My sport
My life
My passion
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