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Tom Brady was such a lady, He was involved in the Deflategate It's like the Watergate.
Mad intensive That juke was mad impressive Felt the ankles crack from the couch Chad’s successin’ Big moves, Big yards
The ground trembles, The crowd roars, He hurdles through the defense, He has done it all before, “Aries! Aries!” Down goes an opponent, Down drips his bloody nose, Chaos from the sidelines,
Every family in America--or so it seems Gathers around their television To pay homage To the god Of sports and commercialism To slouch on a couch To enjoy Ads that cost
Friday night lights God of war in sight Ball in his hand This field is his land The God of war Is a common folklore But on the field He becomes very much real The opposing team tenses
Handsome with grace Everything in the correct place Ready for action Can’t wait for satisfaction Under the stars light Lighting the night Everything is set State is not over yet
I played football in high school and tore my right ACL on October 1, 2015. I was helped off the field and had a trainer ice me up for the rest of the game.
Oh Football, Oh Football By: Giren Oh Football, Oh Football What can I do
I love football a whole lot! Especially on days that are really hot. On the feild I ease my mind, Football is a major passion of mine! I hear the crowd roar and chant on the sideline.
Who's ready to Play? Who's ready to put their life on the line for the chance to be the bigger person? Who's ready to go in and Drop a player and Drop an offensive girl
Life of an athlete can be tough Tough like the skin on my feet Feet that have pounded this turf 365 Damn Days this year This year has come to a close Closed to the dreams I had of being a new star
As you embark on this journey of life It is imperative that you know I am with you Although we're miles apart In distance and in heart Somehow, I will remain with you
i dont know how i should feel i dont know who i am crying is for the weak they say they call me a champion my water taps open up in every game i lose my self, the fear of losing hits me
i dont know how i shoild feel i dont know who i am crying is for the week they say they call me a champion my water taps open up in every game i lose my self, the fear of losing hits me
We live in a world where football is important Where balls getting deflated get a fifteen-minute news segmentAnd military personnel getting shot by Al-Qaeda or ISIS get five
Last year at football I sat on the bench This year I sat on the bench sometimes Mostly I played Until the last game Now I dont play football anymore
It always starts cold. Living life bold. Wrestling got old. Final grades out. Im smart with no doubt. But never had water in the spout. Summer rolled around. Football training by the pound.
Yea, Alabama! It’s a Saturday in the South. You can hear the sausages sizzle as they set on the grill. You can hear the fizz of the carbonation as someone cracks open another cold one.
Now there were only screams, an onslaught of screams, the people jumping in rhythm, and football players feeding off of the noise.
My love for Football is so great,Practicing for my next game 'til the dusk of day.The night starts and the game's away,tackle, sprint 'til the end of the night
't u dare blow me a kiss and call me loser. I'm trying to be mad at u but now I'm smiling at a text. U say, 'u can't be mad at me' And I say, 'why's that?'
Luscious green grass covers the field It is a battlefield for some And entertainment for others
Painful infatuation The only escape is Transcendence of the human situation Finding love, illusory promises of elation
I am from sweat and hard work, from the searing heat of summer and the freezing chill of winter. I am from the horse kicked dirt, and the cattle-branded smoke blowing in the wind.
Yes Coach When I started in Pee Wee I was nervous as crap Coach Gus taught us all to say ‘Yes Coach’ and then, take a lap.
All of the pain, sweat, and tears come down to this The bonds built will be tested It wont be easy
After a long pause the Quarterback said "GO"
The cool air of a fall Friday night The field lit up is oh so bright Our team runs out, the crowd goes wild Run down the field, the man made aisle The cheers of spectators fill the air
What Makes Me Happy? One of the things that makes me happy, is playing football I’m really good now I remember when I wasn’t good at all
Soccer balls in the field and goalie free to wield he jumps for a view which appears to be new a goal appears as i run to my pears the satisfaction of a goal is screamed into my ear
I'm proud of my team dressed in brown and orange; The city, no, the state that I call my home; The perpetual losing, the continuous booing, all is so close to my heart; While others may laugh at this team on my back;
The Silence Before The Storm, Flip of the coin at midfield. The brotherhood that will form, A machine man can not build. From the first whistles blow, Everyone chanting in the crowd.
Sunny days have come and gone Not long until they turn the stadium lights on An abundance of boys who have worked very hard Will soon have their moment of truth Pads strapped on tight
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The homeless seem mistreated And neglected I went undercover to see what people would think of me living on the streets Minute after minute I would hold my cup up high asking for spare change
A guy who is afraid to express his opinion But has quite a clear vision How can he overcome this hinderance Without seeming a bit insolent One day the answer will be found But for now he sits tied and bound
It's a careful process romantic even, when you pull off the wrapper of a Crispy Chicken Asiago Ranch Sandwich from the Wendy's Dollar Menu
For them It is a he, a him For me, She is Everything That i wish I could be Her passion riveting and delightful her empathy
Being a military kid can be a real drag sometimes. You move more than the average teen. Last year I moved to and went to public school.
She is what struck my heart in the first place. She knows how to make me laugh and smile. She knows the cure for my sadness. She is all I need to uplift me in my time of need.
Math is not easy It makes me queasy The kids in my class quickly fix that Sitting in the middle of all these guys It is hard not to disguise the laughter in my eyes They crack jokes back and forth
Salt drops form on my forehead. Eyes burn through my determination. Leaving me stronger than ever. The piercing screams "LETS GO" ices my warm heart and chills my spine. Determined.
Summer 06' Circled around the screen is my family Grandpa in his recliner sitting stern and proud My little brothers cheering loud My mother and father clasping their hands
Football is magnific, enjoyed by many, first sport I cheered too! Humbles in defeat, trumpets in glory, for every loser a winner, first sport I ever won! Football is fun that weighs a ton,
I walk out on the field to become one with this ball My thoughts I drown out as I am surrounded by awh Concentration in my mind as the steps I walk As I pursue this game of football and the dream that I stalk
The call is sounded and warriors charge to break the ranks of their adversaries. Armor clash, caution thrown to the wind as instinct takes over. Sheer power and determination pushes through the barricade
The language without words yet everyone understands it.
This is my last performance for you my brothers so i am glad to be wearing this uniform one last time I'll drop and give you 20 coach so don't get so poached this is one weird poem for y'all
One ride away, a ride filled with men. To battle they go, in defense of their kin. Some sleep and some pray, some bask in the din, some think about their future, ALL hope for a win.
What's UNDER the ARMOUR? What's inside the shell? What stirs up the STORM? What causes the swell? When times get tough, Do I run and then hide? Or do I stand up and fight,
My dream job is managing a restaurant I love all the different types of smells that come out of a kitchen
Wake up. Is it that time already? Yup. Tis that time of day, Where grown men assemble to play, That wonderful game of football. Practice begins as the sun rises,
Fun sport Outdoors Or indoors Tackling players Ball fumbled Always fun
He sits, waiting Waiting to seize his moment Seconds feel like hours Why does time go by so slow? He feels his heart beat
yeah, teach, i’m aware i have glasses. i’m also aware of what they mean to you – quiet, shy, high honor roll. it’s not because i can’t see three feet in front of me that i’m in the first row.
Can't believe this is my final yearI'm going to get home sick so where's the cureI'm at a stop like lights with a deerI'm on a long road and it's only just begun
Football is a game that I’ve tried The only game where I almost died The incident happened last season in fall That’s when I decided to quit football
The leaves start to turn shades of red and orange, The air becomes brisk and cold. Fall comes so quickly, In the blink of an eye. Football is back on the television, High school, College, Nationals.
Bright lights beaming down on a crisp fall night, I never shyed away from these lights, even though others might, Theres nothing like the butterflies you get before that first whistle,
Tried my best to please the beast, but alls forgotten wen you take a seatfaith is replaced with unspeakable hate and rage that could make the earth shakeonly thing that was stuck in my mind was diffrent ways that I could make them all realizeI swa
AS HE RUNS IN STRIVE,EYES OPEN WIDE.JUKE LEFT,SPIN RIGHT WITH PRIDE.HIS DESTINY IS JUST 100 YARD DRIVE.WITH NO GUARANTEESRUNNING LIFE FREE.PREPARING HIS SELF TO BE,
Im ready, i was born ready, to suit up with armor, my helmet heavy, i look up to the crowds they shout and scream, as we approach the field, or the battle ring,
The Lights My dream is to be in the middle of the huddle under the lights. To be able to work towards a goal With people I have no relation to But feel like my extended Family
I am. I am athletic and smart. I wonder how high is the sky. I hear the crowd scream as I enter the dome. I see the defense in man to man zone. I want to be the best in the NFL.
A bird taking flight Is what I will feel A string on me tightly None to my appeal My thoughts blow me away From true friends to miss I feel I’m halfway Gone from the great kiss
Good luck at college My friends you will always be May life bring you smile
My opponent's record, 2-5 This week should be easy to survive Extending my streak to four wins straight That is certain, no debate. Suddenly despair chokes the air Rodgers with thirty points is just unfair.
Playing football was the cause Ligaments stretched in my knee So during baseball season I had to pause I didn’t wait long enough and that was key.
(poems go here) Somewhere along the line of scrimmage I lost my sense of self. 15,000 concussions over 45 years Can do that to a man. My name is Junior Seau, And football is the only identity I've ever known.
Go hard, bring the pain Make every single person in the stands remember my name Put the other team to shame And achieve my fame Only one can win this merciless game Shut it all out No such thing as doubt