I know I will hear from my loving coach Of my questionable effort to defend. But quickly I sink a jumper, I m greeted by high fives and slaps, But the next possession I give up a layup. While suffering a mental lapse. It s crazy to see you disgusted As you slap the assistant and shout. Victory favors the team making fewer mistakes.
Single possession are the key.
So treat them like gold and do as you re told, And play with intensity. But I m having a concentration lapse. I m afraid the support will collapse. In post game I sit at my locker, Pondering what more could I do. I realize the value of each possession, What a shame that we lost by two.