THE BIG GAME
It was the big game. Millions and billions of games had led to this point. Eventually the match would end, and there would be the ultimate victor (until the next game).
Sweat trickled down the player's brow.
They passed
They ran
They took shots
The crowd made noises
The referee blew his whistle
It was a draw
THE END
@RiskDebonair
Irish Writer, Poet, & Big Gamer
Its kind of short story tho, Millions of people and millions of dollars spent to make a game go world wide... Thank you sir it was very good :)
the big game draw in a poem!
Wow that was intense. As a draw? Wait what sport is this?
wow.......thats a big deal.......really its true....?i hope that would be true.....