Stepping on the field
This belongs to him
It is where
He is in control.
Long before he came here
He have prepared for this day
He reaches down
Pluck the grass from the earth
Feel the energy of the moment
Nothing else matters now
It’s only about this
This is the beginning
The beginning of something great
Walking to the centre line
He Turns and view the pitch.
The others who stand with him
In this battle
Prepared for what is to come.
This is his fight
It is his moment
It is what I know
What he lived for...
The whistle sounds
Ball advances
The Beautiful Game
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