Coveted greatness denied.
Rarest talent all had eyed.
Incredible fleet Mercury of the gridiron seemed to glide.
Moving elusively from side to side.
Stunned opponents could not decide.
Often to no avail as they ineptly tried.
No real answers for number eleven were deftly applied.

August Texas afternoon saw this seventeen year old's gift brushed aside.
Nefarious heated argument and pride.
Damned families to sad events eternally tied.

Countless unfortunates more than cried.
Racking their very souls in a bottomless divide.
Evaporating hope deep down inside.
Agony far and wide.
Many dreams in that gloomy humid parking lot also died?