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Mark J. Schulte

The Tiger

Trinity School girls' varsity soccer team won their first NY state championship despite some injuries to their best players.

With injured paw she spies the prey.
It's time to feed - she's come to slay.
Yet primal traits cannot convey,
her sense of destiny today.

The task is deadly - not for fun.
Could she actually be outrun?
But like a bullet from a gun,
she pounces and the deed is done.

MJS 11/09/09 NYC
(with apologies to Alfred Lord Tennyson)

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Water Prize

The girls varsity swimming team at Trinity High School in NYC has just completed an undefeated season and won the All-Ivy meet. This is dedicated to their excellent coach and team.


Water, water everywhere - but not the kind to drink;
the arid lands of Trinity sports forces one to think:
will we find the focus, so truly we can say,
'we give our all at every practice, every meet, on every day...'
Or are we disconnected and slightly out-of-sync?

On the stormy sea of swimming, an ardent coach supplies,
a simple set of precepts that to life and sports applies.
Hard work! performance! who can get the win? !
Focus on the present; forget the might-have-been.
And thus achieve the greatness, of capturing the Prize.

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Hail The Saints!

The 'Saints' are a group of (mostly) seventh grade boys from St. David's School in NYC who are playing in the Chelsea Piers Soccer League. This is dedicated to them.


HAIL THE SAINTS!

Hail the Saints as we ponder the year;
an annus mirabilis - let's give a cheer.
And as it relates to that leather-bound sphere,
other than Chelsea - had we a Peer?

The Saints were Olympian; the Saints were Titanic.
Their boyish élan was - both divine and satanic.
The Saints were miraculous; the Saints were divine.
The Saints had good sportsmanship - most of the time.

Their strikes were just heavenly; their saves were Nirvana.
Their moves looked like those of - Diego Maradona.
But once in a while, without notice or warning,
the play was erratic - like George Best in the morning.

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