“For the Love of the Game”
The feel of the polyurethane under my feet
As I glide along the sealed concrete,
Is oh so bittersweet.
The wind through your body is bliss
but the pain in the boot is something I wouldn’t miss.
The plastic on the fiberglass reinforced wood
sends waves and vibrations all the way up to my hands.
With every cracking sound, my heart skips a beat
and a jolt goes through my spine
as I push force through Sher-Wood or Christian,
sending my efforts to the back of nylon netting.
Gasping for air, I fill my lungs with love
and pain. Tomorrow will brings sores and bruises
and a smile. Until the next game.