Taking one for the team
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Battered, bruised and injured.
Playing the best you can play, playing the best you’ve ever played.
Your team short players, so you play, play, play.
5 games, long turnament, and a feeling of parolization sets in.
Team, short players, team needs help. Play, play.
Breathing becomes impossible, movement seems inevitable, yet ur team needs help.
A love, a dedication to a sport , to a team, to a coach, that nothing can stop, not even a truck that hits you.
Soccer, my love, my life, all that I live for.
You give me all that I need, and in return, I give u my heart.
Battered, bruised and injured, the game still belongs to me and my team.
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