The crowd was rumbling and
When the referee’s calling for the final time-out
The coaches’ voices were thundering in light speed
They gave the last minute instruction.
One wouldn’t forget how
the opponent got the one point lead
Jump ball, Free throw and… counted!
“Pass to JR”, “guard, hold still”
“We’ll go for the three points, Okay? ”
Go, go, go for the win!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem