A Walk In The 'schott'
Walking down the concrete tunnel
Nerves rattaling the soul with every step
No one talking, everyone thinking, wishing, hoping, and believing
Reaching that sacred place where dreams come true
The floor of the 'Schott'
A light perspiration glistening the forhead of each player
As the family like team gathered around the admired senior leaders
The lights, beating down like a spot light on a stage