The whole towns gathered in unison
To watch us take the field
We enter the field as a band of brothers
Preparing for physical war
Before we embark on the fight of our lives
We take a moment to pray for guidence
Will all heads bowed we take a knee
Hand in hand we count our blessings
When the prayer is over the crowd erupts
And our opponent enters our turf
Now it's became so much more than a game, its personal
They've invaded our turf and now must pay
It's man against man, team against team
The success of the team is determined by the success of the individual
In the end a victor will rise
Despite his blood stained jersey, he smiles
Our turf has been protected
This is still our house
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amen brother......be strong in everything you do!
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