The bands they march,
The player’s hearts,
Going wild inside their chests.
Releasing fuel,
Banging drums,
The feel is great, they know.

Cheering, clapping,
Making their voices hoarse.
They know they can scream louder,
Of course they know, of course!

The game has just ended,
The players leave the field.
The fans are still excited,
Because the players did not yield.

Throughout the game they fought their hardest,
But the other team was no match,
For the non-stop vicious onslaught,
Our team showed catch by catch.

Our team won the battle,
But sadly not the war,
They tried and ended the season,
A dismal 1 and 4.