Little superstitions...same warm up gear...a change of shoes
Listening to music...rock and roll or just the blues
Thinking of a "Grandby" in your mind or just a "switch"
Thread the needle..suck it tight..make that kids crotch itch
Check his oil....give it gas...don't over rotate that throw
Squeeze it tight...look to the lights...the count is on you know
Coach is throwing his arms and yelling...high voice heard all around
Head gear on so tight it blocks out all but that sound
Don't lock up...shoot for gold...grab a knee and elevate
Don't look at the time because by then it'll be too late
Crowd is on their feet and screaming "squeeze" with all their might
No one thought that this would be your show or just your nite
Time is out..you've done your best...and still you lost by 2
Just know that I could not be more proud than I am right now of you
What you've done and all you'll be because you've had this time
Makes you the man you'll be one day inside this child of mine
If you win or lose..no matter what the score
Because you are my child..I could not love you more
c2005 Nurseks
