(Blank)
A smile that sparks the court ablaze,
A captain’s charm, a cunning gaze.
Fingers dance, the ball obeys,
Precision carved in intricate plays.
Beneath the grin, a restless fire,
Ambition stretching ever higher.
Friend and rival, love and ire,
A heart that beats with unquenched desire.
Perfection sought in every throw,
The crowd may cheer, the winds may blow.
Yet in his eyes, a truth we know:
The game is life, and he’ll always show.
Toru Oikawa