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"THE FINAL CHANCE" a poem from Ocean Myranda, USA
Ocean Myranda, USA
Football Poems & Sports Poetry
THE FINAL CHANCE
Running to the fifty yard line,He threw it to the player who yelled, “Mine!”The crowd roared as he caught it,He ran faster, there was no time to sit!Five minutes left in the fourth quarter,He ran past the twenty-five yard line border,He ran as fast as a jackal,Only to be taken down by a great tackle!They still had the ball,According to the ref’s call,All the players were sore,To make matters worse, it started to pour!Soggy, smelly players getting ready to run,The game, still tied, is not done,Two minutes left in this game,The Colts’ star player came!The crowd cheered and screamed really loud,He came out and bowed,Manning huddled with the team,They were ready with their scheme!It was the last minute in the game,If the Colts win, they get the fame,The game still tied, seven to seven,Only moments away from heaven!The last play of the day,Keeping the others out of the way,Using the quarterback sneak to win the crown,Hooray! They won the game with the final touch down!
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