Standing there shaky and hot.
All that I am thinking is, "I must make this last shot."
The crowd all expecting my best.
I can feel my heart beating so fast it might burst through my chest.
As I look at my teamates I can see the hope in their eyes,
That's when I realize in my hands the outcome lies.
As the shot goes up I feel a tinge of doubt,
And all I know is I want out.
But then there is the familiar sound of the ball falling through the net.
And then I know that my goal has been met.
Standing there still shaky and hot.
All I am thinking is, " I made the last shot!"
-Brittanie Newman
