Pickleball MxD Semis Showdown (Listen)
[Intro]
Yo, it’s the semis, mixed doubles clash,
Waters and Johns, ready to smash.
Against Bright and Patriquin, the four seeds rise,
Who will prevail, under the skies?
[Verse 1 - Game One]
Game one kicks off, the four seeds soar,
Patriquin’s ernes, opening the door.
Bright’s attacks, sharp as a knife,
Waters and Johns, fighting for life.
Then the taunt, “Your dinks are high,” Waters snaps back, “Don’t poke the bear, guy!” The crowd’s alive, the tension’s thick, Game one to the underdogs, a 9-11 pick.
[Chorus]
Pickleball, pickleball, on the court we ball,
Waters and Johns, standing tall.
Bright and Patriquin, giving their all,
But in this match, who will fall?
[Verse 2 - Game Two]
Game two ignites, the champs awake,
A run so fierce, the ground does shake.
Fourteen to one, they seize the lead,
With skills so sharp, they plant the seed.
Ben’s resets, like a surgeon’s touch,
Bright and Patriquin, it’s just too much.
Eleven to six, the score gets even,
To game three we roll, the tension deepen.
[Chorus]
Pickleball, pickleball, on the court we ball,
Waters and Johns, standing tall.
Bright and Patriquin, giving their all,
But in this match, who will fall?
[Verse 3 - Game Three]
Game three, the decider, every shot’s a thrill,
Waters sprints, with an ATP skill.
Ben’s steady hands, controlling the pace,
They build their lead, with poise and grace.
Bright and Patriquin, they push to the brink,
Six-five comeback, but the champs don’t sink.
Eleven to eight, the match is won,
Top seeds shine, under the sun.
[Outro]
So the defending champs, they survive the test,
Against fierce foes, they were pressed.
With skill and grit, they made their stand,
Now to the final, with gold in hand!
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