Fight on the Field!

We line up at the line of scrimmage staring into the other opposing wall’s eyes like lasers
HIKE yells the qb
we take off in an instant shooting past the line
find the rb
go in for the kill
boom a block from the back
a foul!
An attack!
But I get back up
find the target
finding the weak spot then boom!
He falls to the ground
play’s over then starts another round.
I am a beast that cannot be tamed
when I’m on fire i’m never the same,
a fake to the left
a fake to the right
but it doesn’t matter because he’s in my sight
like a 747
I take him down.
The field my motivation
fueling me like a station
4th down
end of the round.
Then see my parents smiling from the crowd!