Your nerves are taking hold of you,
Butterflies in your stomach, frog in your throat .
Will you know what to do,
Or will you lose to the nerves and choke?
Training for months, giving it all,
For the one chance at winning.
40 minutes to spend achieve or fall,
The thought of this leaves your head spinning.
As the minutes wind down dread sits in,
Currently losing with minutes left.
No matter how tired you go try to win,
You come out on top, taking from the other team like theft.
There is a feeling of disbelief whether excitement or sadness ,
But this is all to be expected in march madness.