Last Game
When the big game is over
And all's said and done
Your left with yourself
A team is now one
You question and question
Could I have done more
Will I have another chance to play
Just one more
That decision young players
Is now in your hands
For its time to grow stronger
And turn into men
Remember one thing
Before you close the door
Your talent won't leave you
It can be molded into more
A player at next level,
A coach, or a mentor
Its all in your hands
Like the ball but remember
Don't question could I've done more
Keep looking forward
There are many doors.
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