The bright cherry red letters
Blaze across
The pixelated screen,
Illuminating
The mere seconds
He has left
To save
His coach
His team
And most importantly
Himself
10
9
8
It counts
As he debates
whether or not
To even try
7
6
5
And he flies
Trying too hard
To make sure
Heads don't drop
At the mention of his name
After this night
4
He somehow
Eluded everyone else
Until it was a simple
One on one
3
He shoots
2
He scores
1
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A/N: I don't really like how poor this one is written but I like the concept.
