The Game

The stage is set for action, it's time to make my move,

I have nothing to gain, but still have everything to lose,

I need to boast my ego, feel like a Macho Man,

Be a good team player, stick to the battle plan,

He shoots he scores, he kicked some ass, but when the day was through,

His 15 minutes dissapeared, there was nothing he could do,

His time would be forgotten, the fans forgot his name,

For now he had no money, nothing to show for his fame,

But in the end was worth it, what lasted for awhile,

And when he thinks back, he might just crack a smile...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem almost all my guy friends like the best...it's a bittersweet sportsminded poem...here y'all go...

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