I drive down the court
Eyes up, hands pumping
Legs in rhythm
Lift, rise, release
Score
I dream of this
Hope for and wish
Waiting for my chance to show
What all the work has been for
But not today
Maybe next time
Some other game
When coach remembers me
Sitting on the bench
Waiting
Ready
To go
In
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