The Walk On

By: Daniel Markiewicz

The fans knew it was the end

Their championship hopes were looking as bleak as a stormy night

As the star player fell down in fear

There was a crack that was clear

For his leg bone was fractured with an ambulance near

A new player who was skinny and scrawny stepped up

His legs were fragile chicken wings ready for air

“Booo!” said the crowd not wanting more

And the man turned red just wanting to score

The teammates were wanting a win most of all

The coach told the man to go out there, making the call

As the crowd yelled mean words at the coach

The player was determined to do many things

Determined to pass – determined to dribble – determined to score

Whoosh, as the opponent ran past the man

Scoring the ball into the garbage can

The man was embarrassed, letting the team down

As they were losing by one and he had a frown

His face was red as a tomato with determination and anger

He called for the ball, yet no one would listen

The coach filled with anger started to crack

As he just wanted to have his star player back

The man got the ball and didn’t look back

He dribbled down the court, this was his moment

The light, loose ball was like his baby

He was not giving it up for anyone, not today

The lane was open his team down by one

And he seemed to be able to just get it done

With a burst of blazing speed he drives the lane

As he lifts up his body and neck like a large crane

He releases the ball but gets shoved down

The rim says no and rejects the ball

As the game’s final buzzer makes its last call

But wait there’s more! They all hear a whistle

The man got fouled and gets two free throws

Swish, as the first shot goes in the hoop

Silence-Silence, the crowd erupts as he drains the second shot

The fans are crazy-the arena goes nuts

As the coach sits back, thanking his guts