Poetry Corner 06-19-11

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The End of the Road

The end of the game is near
They may not win
Paranoia begins to set in
This is where legends are made
The mamba gets the ball
Maybe they can be saved
The team’s future is in his hands
You can’t hear anything over the turbulent screams of the fans
Oh No! The Mamba gets double-teamed
He fades away 3… 2… 1… he makes the shot
But goes down hard
He lays there not moving
Slowly he gets on his feet
With games to come, they will not 3-peat
But instead they leave the door open to the Mavs    

— Sebastian Garcia