"The time has come," The Fanatic said, "to speak of many things
Not of stats and records or trophies or championship rings
We need to speak of joy and fun and why we gather round
Not of loss and disappointment or shots that hit the ground
I understand the seriousness and faces of determination
I understand getting back on defense and not stopping for celebration
I understand we play a psychological game
And speak of the MMA as an exalted name
But we have lost the joy, the showmanship, and The Holy Exclamation!
The high fives have disappeared, along with the pats on the butt!
I do not know if our players even like each other and it's adding to our rut
I know our coach likes poker faces and that emotions are for the weak
But our enthusiasm and love for the game could use a little tweak
We play without joy and support or kinship
and it's adding to our slip
Although you now get paid, it's not supposed to be a job
Our team should be together and protect each other like the mob
Basketball is a game of rhythm and rhythm equals fun
A team that stands together will not be one and done
It's okay to smile it's okay to laugh, it's even okay to hug
It's okay to shake off that air ball with an over dramatic shrug
Do not worry about letting us down, we were here before you and will be here when you are gone,
Worry about playing for your brother, and please bring a little joy along!
Celebrate when things are going well, and cuss when they are bad
We can all cry together when it's over.....you can STILL be the best we've ever had!"
Not of stats and records or trophies or championship rings
We need to speak of joy and fun and why we gather round
Not of loss and disappointment or shots that hit the ground
I understand the seriousness and faces of determination
I understand getting back on defense and not stopping for celebration
I understand we play a psychological game
And speak of the MMA as an exalted name
But we have lost the joy, the showmanship, and The Holy Exclamation!
The high fives have disappeared, along with the pats on the butt!
I do not know if our players even like each other and it's adding to our rut
I know our coach likes poker faces and that emotions are for the weak
But our enthusiasm and love for the game could use a little tweak
We play without joy and support or kinship
and it's adding to our slip
Although you now get paid, it's not supposed to be a job
Our team should be together and protect each other like the mob
Basketball is a game of rhythm and rhythm equals fun
A team that stands together will not be one and done
It's okay to smile it's okay to laugh, it's even okay to hug
It's okay to shake off that air ball with an over dramatic shrug
Do not worry about letting us down, we were here before you and will be here when you are gone,
Worry about playing for your brother, and please bring a little joy along!
Celebrate when things are going well, and cuss when they are bad
We can all cry together when it's over.....you can STILL be the best we've ever had!"
