Basketball Poem

 Biggest game of the year.

State championship.

 A moment most players wait for throughout their whole high school career. 

  Gym is full to capacity. 

  There's a change in the atmosphere.

 Tension.

Stay focused. 

 Play the game.

TWEET TWEET, the ref just blew his whistle.

Players walk back on the court.

"Break" yelled the player, and the play began. 

Time is being wasted, only eight seconds left in the game. 

Players  struggle to get open.

The ball is passed in.

The basketball is soaring for the hoop. 

Swisshhhhhhhhh he makes the three. 

Pewaukee wins against Eisenhower, 58-59.