Lacrosse game

Sprinting on the field to get to your position.

set up the draw to start,

the ref blows the whistle.

You hear your coach yelling, “win the ball!”

You get the ball and sprint down the field,

pass it to your teammates.

Then score.

You hear the crowd to wild,

and the joy of happiness.

We won.

Alexis Hemmerly

“Psalm of Life” Parody – Psalm of A Football Life

Tell me not, on hot summer days

It feels 100 degrees

For the blazing rays and salty glaze

Friday nights are only a tease


The game is hard the game is rough

And playoffs are in our sight

It’s very physical you better be tough

So strap your helmet real tight


It defines strong and punishes the weak

Because someone will ruin your day

You’ll get hit so hard you’ll go to sleep

You better get ready to play


My stomach turns, and my hands are shaky

I believe I’m going to vomit

When I reach the field as the safety

It’s a great day to be a comet

Michael Brown

Psalm of Football

Tell me not, in scorching hot heat,

Life gets hard when summer workouts start.

Even after a season of a lot of defeat,

It hurts to smell after the raunchiest farts.


Football is fun, football is great,

Millersville camp is a terrible thing.

Football creates the person giving good traits,

We all work to get some bling.


7 on 7s can be fun,

I would rather be asleep.

After practice we run,

Everyday it gets us better, and on our feet.


Football takes time, and a lot of dedication,

Not everyone is fit for this sport.

Still like every team, this is Comet Nation,

Most people do not want to put in the effort.

Adam Presnell

The Thing I Miss the Most

Watching the competition step onto the field.

Seeing the girls get into formation.

Feeling butterflies just waiting for the whistle.

Watching the ref blow the starting whistle.

Hearing the crowd yell my name.

Touching the ball for a through in.

Having grass and dirt flying around like little airplanes.

Waiting in anticipation for the penalty kick.

Drinking water like a fish.

Sprinting up and down the field like a lost dog.

Hearing cheers from all around.

Hearing the final whistle being blown like a train.

Running off the field.

Clapping the losers hands.

Being handed a trophy.

Falling asleep in the car.

Loving the beautiful game.

Madison Mowery


Dear T&T

The first time I pounded on that rod floor,

The first time I pounced on that trampoline,

The first time I looked down that line,

The first time I looked at that box with the “t”,

It was love at first pass

But you see there has always been problems,

My knees, ankles, wrists, and my back

They can’t keep up you see

They get pounded and grinded down

I can’t take it any more

I truly am sorry

The pain is just too much

I will forever love you with my whole heart


Yours Truly.

The World Champion 

— Olivia Hurston 

JV 2

JV 2. A group of freshman who barely made the team. As we wait for the other teams serve we the starters know what is going to happen next and we can do nothing to stop it. The other team targets one certain freshman who can’t pass a volleyball for his life. One point after another we see and hear the sound of the ball smack the ground and see the scrawny freshman coming in too late to get the pass and loses the point. After 10 minutes we look up to see that the new scoreboard says Home 7 Guest 24. As we watch the serve come over the net we see a miracle, a great pass that is perfect and the parents are so happy and everyone’s mouth drops to what happens next. As the ball comes off the setter’s hand the ball rotates faster than the earth. All of us on the bench know what happens next.  TWEET! Goes the refs whistle as everyone looks to see what he calls. He raises his hand and holds up two fingers up and points to the freshman setter. The horn goes off and one person is at fault for losing the game. This is JV 2.

The Goal

She took a deep breath

Closing her eyes and exhaling

This was it

Everything depended on her

Hands shaking

She tied a nice neat bow upon the tongue of her cleats

Taking a few steps back and taking it all in

The whistle blew

It all went black

And crowd went wild

She knew she did it

– Macie Cummings