In the Game  

by Andree'

There’s 5 seconds on the clock,

It’s the last quarter,

You know its up to you,

You’re the best 3 point shooter,

But your nervous,

You think what if you mess,

It’s to late for all that now,

The point brings the ball down court,

As he passes the ball to you, everything starts to move slowly,

You do what you know best,

You can feel the perfect rotation off your fingertips,

You just know your going to hit,

As the ball get to the rim,

It starts to mess with your head, 

It goes around and around, 

In and out, 

You close your eyes and feel the sweat falling down your face, 

Everybody screams, 

We Won!!