Game Face

Who's ready to Play?

Who's ready to put their life on the line for

the chance to be the bigger person?

Who's ready to go in and

Drop a player and

Drop an offensive girl

who obviously doesn't deserve a chance

Who's ready for a yellow card

the brightness of which should be enough

to make our girls go wild and theirs jeer

Who wants to be put in

to get your daily dose of shoulder bruises?

Who's ready to break a leg

in the physical sense?

Get ready, Freshie, you going in

You getting the pressure

We gonna blame you when we lose.

Who's ready to cry?

Apparently you, Freshie.

We thought you were stronger than that

Who's ready to be replaced?

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