The Game

Its not just a game
Its not just for fame
Its not to give blame
Its not to relieve shame

The last chance and your up there was your cue
You play as a team but now its all up to you
You get two strikes already got three balls
The time is now and judgment calls

Last time she lets it slip through her fingers
Only one thing through your head
Last chance all or nothing
Hoping your choice is one you wont regret

You watch and decide to give it your all
You swing desperate to just catch that ball
As soon as you feel the ball on the bat
Everything in practice has come to just to that

You drop the bat and run to first
Well you got one base at worst
You go so fast almost unseen
Continue to run for the ball is in the green

Rounding to home only one thing in your head
Can I slide this time for its something I do dread
All the practice I've done hoping it paid off
Haven't done it before but maybe it will be enough

I'm going to go the pace
In order to win the race
Ball vs. Runner
Batter vs Fielder

Only one thing fighting me now
Which is my relentless mind
Though my heart longs to slide
From my mind should it divide

Time for me to give it up Give it my all
And down I go racing ahead of the ball
The full speed I went not slowing down a bit
Made it easier for me to do it from my mind I split

And here we go waiting for that ump I slid
I finally did it but was it enough?
He makes the call safe it was
I stand up with an unforgeable buzz
Walking in surrounded by my girls
They run up to hug me my head still it swirls
We won the game and even if we lost
They will have my back at any cost