Like a Pack

As I glare at my opponent

I zone in on the moment.

I pass the ball to the setter,

could not be any better.

We do our jobs so the next girl can attack.

We act as one unit

we are like a pack.

The crowd cheers as if they have the winning ticket.

But we do not care about the game,

this team means more than fame.

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