sports poem |
THE BREAKAWAY John had the puck on his stick and one defenseman to beat His legs pushed hard on the skates on his feet The defenseman was big at least six feet in height He nudged the puck left and then skated right He pulled the puck in as he hit full stride It faked the defender, he passed on the inside He crossed the blue line into the O-zone Their goalie was solid it was well known He flip passed the puck forward to himself To fool the goalie into thinking top shelf He raised the heel of his stick to fire the puck When he was smashed from behind by the force of a truck He fell to the ice and crashed into the wall The big defenseman laughed when the penalty was called He looked to the ref to see what he got The referee then signaled for a penalty shot The goon smashed his stick and skated to the bench John stood back up his teeth were now clenched All eyes were on him he had time to think At least 2,000 fans were here in the rink John took a deep breath to help calm down Katie was watching, the prettiest girl in town God, please let me score he prayed in his head He thought back earlier to what his coach said The goalies 5 hole is his weakest spot He then thanked the Lord for that timely thought He skated then stopped where the puck lay still On display at center ice. Time to show his skill He pushed the black circle with the heel of his stick He then skated on up and gave the puck a kick Back to his blade as he strode towards the net The 5 hole was closed he'd have to take what he could get He skated to the left to come in from an angle He drug the puck through his skates and then let it dangle Cutting back towards the net to get the goalie to move He deked left and then right ever so smooth The goalie committed and dropped to his knees John went backhand to forehand a bit of a tease He looked for the 5 hole but decided to be bold Ignoring his coach and what he'd been told He got under the puck with the heel of his stick Shot the puck towards the top of the net, hard and quick The goalie reached out to stop it with his glove But was just a bit late the puck was already above Into the netting and the goal light flashed bright The crowd had erupted, what a glorious night He looked in the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of Kate There she was cheering in row 5 Wow this was great He looked over at the defenseman and he was still pissed John took off his glove and blew him a kiss The crowd cheered again already up on their feet But Kate didn't like that and sat down in her seat John thought to himself he shouldn't be a showboat But damn it felt good for a minute to gloat He skated back to the bench his team giving fist pumps All this excitement gave him goose bumps He looked up at the rafters thanking God for his gift He sat back on the bench awaiting his next shift |