A Little Poem I Wrote...

‘Twas the first day of camp and the players began to arrive,
Not a blog post was stirring, not even five.
Pia chose the players with care,
In hopes of winning a cup so rare.
The players each settled into their rooms,
Visions of Germany in each head looms
Pia and her staff settled into their meeting
When all of a sudden they heard a noise so fleeting
They ran outside to see what had happened,
When they arrived they saw Chalupny, the captain,
And the keeper, Hope Solo, asking what was the matter?
Pia responded, “It sounded like the goal post did shatter.”
Lori apologized “I guess I hit the ball too hard”
Solo chimed in “She hit it harder than Steven Gerrard!”
“You know we don’t start until tomorrow” Pia asked Chalupny and Solo,
Lori replied, “Yes, but we don’t want our legs to feel like Jell-O”
Back to their meeting for Pia and her staff,
Lori and Hope both shared a great laugh.
All settled in her room, Heather O’Reilly came out to get some sun,
But when she saw Lori and Hope she decided to join in the fun.
They enjoyed themselves and started to talk,
And decided it would be more fun with Brittany Bock.
They called for everybody to come out and play a game
With Barney, Naeher, Buhler, Mitts and Amy, it would not be tame.
Curious as to what was going on,
Others abandoned their rooms and out the door they were gone.
Out popped Yael, Boxxy, Narin, and Lori Lindsey,
Along with Osborne, Rapinoe, and Carli
And they asked if they could play.
“Of course,” said Chalupny, “This will be a great day!”
Solo yelled for those still in their rooms to take a break:
“Lauren, Ella, Casey, Kelley, Amy and Abby, not a shot you guys will make!”
They split into teams and at the center was the ball,
In that first day of camp, much fun was had by all.