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It’s a very difficult thing Guarding 50 meters Covered in Full body pads My teemmates Were playing “Field hockey rugby” With the “goal” Being The End line A goalie Meant to Guard a 4 meter Goal Reduced To sprinting Across 50 A foolish decision, You may think Yet, It was mine Why? You may ask What could have possibly Convinced one to make Such a choice? Well, The fitness For one Imrpoved speed, In my pads For another Avoidance Of practicing Boring goalie drills At the other side of The field, As well Practice, Stalking the ball For a fourth But mostly, The feeling Of running your Heart out Laughing your stomach Out Cheering Your throat out And finally Getting down and ***** Diving, With all your might Full body Heart And mind Giving their all With one goal -to stop the ball
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
To Stop the Ball
It’s a very difficult thing Guarding 50 meters Covered in Full body pads My teemmates Were playing “Field hockey rugby” With the “goal” Being The End line A goalie Meant to Guard a 4 meter Goal Reduced To sprinting Across 50 A foolish decision, You may think Yet, It was mine Why? You may ask What could have possibly Convinced one to make Such a choice? Well, The fitness For one Imrpoved speed, In my pads For another Avoidance Of practicing Boring goalie drills At the other side of The field, As well Practice, Stalking the ball For a fourth But mostly, The feeling Of running your Heart out Laughing your stomach Out Cheering Your throat out And finally Getting down and ***** Diving, With all your might Full body Heart And mind Giving their all With one goal -to stop the ball
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
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