Bounce, bounce, and bounce.

The little orange sun was bouncing on the court.

The timer when off and the championship was under way.

Swish the ball went through the hoop. I looked at the clock

Only 10 seconds left. I could feel the sweat dripping off my face

The other team was looking intense and I could tell

They worked hard to get this far.

The crowd looked like a sea of red and white as all of our fans did the wave.

The Eagles were flying and the Jets were soaring. Both teams were

Putting their all out that day.

I was knocked and it was foul. I could see

The blood seeping from my leg as I jumped.

I didn’t care; the blood wasn’t on my mind.

I had to keep playing my team needed me.

The Eagles jumped and threw the ball. It flew higher and higher.

The final buzz, now it as up to faith. Who would win?

Nobody knew. Only 3 seconds left on the time.

Tick tock, it felt like forever, you could just smell the

Sweat and taste the anxiety that filled the air.

Their faces were in shock as the ball soared right over the hoop.

The Jets had won. The game was over and the ball missed the net.

We lost the championship. Jets had 93 and the Eagles had 90.

The Eagles were crushed, fallen to the ground

And broken to pieces. All that hard work was ruined,

And all it took was three seconds.