I want to soar like a plane
I'll hum as I fly threw the sky
And be caught for the game winning catch
I want to be kicked through the field goal post
As the clock hits zero
I want to be tossed
Then carried for yards
Fifteen to fourteen a final finish
I reach the end zone 
The football forever remembered,
That day in February

I am the wind

Strong enough to motivate you

but also weak at times

So weak you won’t even notice me

I am the wind

I can go in all sort of directions

I can be calm

As calm as a summer breeze

I am the wind

Test me, dare to mess with me

I’ll blow you miles away

I can make a tornado like a clutch player makes plays