On the feild, by tara denana Subscribe to rss feed for tara denana

Out on the feild
9 minutes to go
no sorry feelings will yeild
its go all out..
for the gold

they're up 2-1
in the final game of the season
if its not won..
then what what the reason?

Play your heart out
a pep talk was given
as we stand there and pout 
i made the decison

i was going to win the game
i could not do it alone
i wanted the fame
but i didnt want to go home

so i gathered the team
and told them my plan
all i said was..
play your hardest and we'll win

so at the end of the time out 
i said in for a break
we screamed and yelled outloud
our teams name!

back on the feild 7 minutes to go
i had the ball
and there was the goal
a perfect shot
but where was my confidence
i passed the ball out wide 
and waited till i saw it

the goalie picked it up 
but then she dropped it
this had never happened 
but i went after it
i was about to take the hit

then it bounced off the goal post 
and right back to my feet 
i jerked back my leg
and struck it with  flaming heat
the ball hit side netting

we had tied not been beat!




Posted: 2005-08-03 03:55:20 UTC

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2005-08-04 00:50:54 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~
W.T.G.!!excellent action ,and a good moral to the poem. Good job! :)