Jazz Poem

A little Jazz Poem
(Inspired by adult twins who still dress alike)

There once was a player named D-Will
He could run, he could jump, and he could make baskets.
But not the baskets you get merit badges for,
But baskets that count for 1, 2, or even 3 points. (This part of the poem doesn’t rhyme)

He played on a team
called the Utah Jazz,
The team was quite good,
They won with Pizzazz! (This part of the poem rhymes)

Heading down the stretch
We needed some wins
To move in the standings
So we didn’t have to play the Lakers or San Antonio, because we can’t win a 7-game series against the Lakers or San Antonio without home court advantage.

So the team had a leader,
His name was Coach Sloan,
If you don’t work real hard,
He will yell at you and probably put you on the end of the bench with Jarron Collins.

We will see how it goes
As we enter the Postseason
I hope we will do well
And I have a good reason………..so I can write more wonderful poetry.

11 Games to go Until the Playoffs! Go Jazz!