Best Player of the Game
In the game of basketball,
It's up and down the court;
Ready to dribble and shoot,
Each player shows his worth.
One cager emerges superb,
From every angle scoring;
He drives hard to the basket
As the fans stand, cheering.
He plays the center role,
Standing six-foot-eleven;
Armed with two big hands
As well as long fingers ten.
The heart of a champion
Beats in determination;
Either offense or defense
Has an ample attention.
He knocks down three-pointers,
Doing fade away jumpers;
Hauling down big rebounds,
Like a machine in four quarters.
He leaves the defenders in shock,
Using his lateral quickness;
He issues lightning-quick assists,
Highlighting no-look passes.
Taking fouls from ferocious foe,
He is strong in body and mind;
He goes straight to the stripe,
Making free throws from the line.
He blocks every single shot,
Making a fruitful fastbreak;
Doing double crossover
To put an icing on a cake.
Hard to stop catch-and-shoot,
Points his team pile up;
But the other wants to take the lead,
To emerge and win the cup.
In the last two minutes
The score is tied at 99 all;
The great dribbler dunks,
Wanting not to lose or fall.
After the tie-breaking shot,
He steals from the point guard;
He wants a step-back jumper
Done by the power forward.
But behold the other quintet
Defending so very tight;
The lead remains at two,
Until they make it all right.
The very exciting game
To overtime period goes;
As both clubs deliver,
Trading every shot that flows.
With half a second remaining,
To give up no one does want;
After the last full time-out,
Both hope to be in front.
The ball now is in his hands,
The score is still the same;
He makes the last shot to earn
The best player of the game.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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