The Champion...Almost.

I wake up with a fury in my eyes. Greatness. I have something to accomplish. I have a championship to achieve. I will not walk away empty-handed. The day is slowly creeping by. Why won't it get here any faster? As I sit in my cubicle, I cannot concentrate. There are so many things on my mind. The names that will be there. The last champion will be involved in these games. They are all good, but I believe that I have the most desire. I want this. This belongs to me. It is now 10 o'clock. I sit in my cubicle and begin to practice. As I practice I keep taking myself out. Sometimes I think I may be too good for myself. Am I really this good? Only time will tell. It is now noon. Time to get lunch before I head to the match. I eat in haste. Everyone is here. There she is, the five time champion, and there is the guy that won three in a row, and there is also the guy who has one many of the other matches. I am beginning to get butterflies. NO! I have to concentrate. I can't get distracted. It is time to begin. Everyone gathers around the table and crosses arms. One over the other under. We sit there for a minute arms crossed over under, over, under, till we form a circle. It is time for the last champion to start the match. I will go left, he says. He pounds his hand on the table and it has begun. One tap, one tap, DOUBLE TAP!(reverse). It keeps on going but finally, the first hand is out. It goes again. Hand by hand start diappearing. I am still in...both hands even. Wait, I lose on one, but I still have one hand in. I am getting nervous. Now there are only three of us! I am nervous and excited - never have I been this far in my entire career. I am the first to go out of the final three, but I have accomplished so much. My game has reached a whole new level. I can hang with the best of the best. I will be the champion one day. I only have a few days till the next match, but I'm ready...OH am I ready.