u wake up u can smell the fields from more than a mile away the sent more inviting each time u go that never seems ti stop callin u to its center where that first whistle will blow that will send u runin down the fiels at top speed waitin 4 the ball to be passed to u the temptation is growin u can't take it u start to chargeu may slip u may fall down on ur bak but u get up n see that ball as if it is a ball of gold that is just beyond ur reach is the thrill of my game----soccer