Poem

Below is a free verse poem that I just felt like writing =D See if you can guess the topic.

Bloodshot eyes and tired feet
As we get to the fever pitch
Waiting with bated breath
For the moment of honour
Of Glory.

With a swish as it flies
Though outstretched arms
Grasping wildy at thin air
The crowd erupts in joy
In Relief

Yet as adrenaline courses
through the veins of the victorious
There are those who are dejected
That they should fail to realise their dream
Of Triumph

One by one they trudge back
Through the mud where many had fallen
Now another agonising 4 years to wait
Before a chance would be offered
To right the scales of justice
And when that time comes again
It will be the time to shine
To Achieve