Oh, my son, my pride and joy, my 38 Special, a champion to employ, with grit and might, he leads the team, his heart and soul, a winning gleam.
His journey was long, his dedication strong, hours of training, perseverance all along, sacrifices made, for the love of the game, the path to glory, not for the faint-hearted, so tame.
But oh, the rewards of hard work and strife, a state champion three times, the sweetest prize in life, a moment of triumph, a memory forever, the cheers of the crowd, the joy that shall never wither.
My son, my hero, with a heart so true, a model of excellence, a leader through and through, my pride knows no bounds, my heart overflows, as I watch him succeed, my love only grows.
So here’s to you, my son, my 38 Special, a champion, a hero, a fighter without any lack, your dedication and hard work, a lesson to all, for when we give our best, we can rise and never fall.
-Scott Leopold