It’s just a game they tell us,

It’s not about life or death,

We’re not playing for sheep stations,

Or fighting for our last breath.

 

The world will go on tomorrow,

Even if we lose,

This is not the final apocalypse,

Or days of darkest hues.

 

So why do I feel like this is it?

The day I’ve been waiting for,

Every time I catch my breath,

My heart thumps a louder roar.

 

My blood is mostly adrenaline,

A welcome but exhausting guest,

I’m trying to keep busy,

To get my mind and body to rest.

 

To many it’s just a game,

To us it’s so much more,

A chance to make a memory,

We’ll store deep within our core.

 

Because what is life but moments,

Of pleasure, pain and passion shared,

With those that mean the most to us,

A dream together dared.

 

So we’re going to take this moment,

A memory we will make,

With teammates now our brothers,

The ultimate prize at stake.

 

Because The Tigers are a family,

Not just a sporting club,

We wrap our arms ’round each other,

From the old to youngest cub.

 

Come with us tomorrow,

You’ll see it’s more than just a game,

As the black and yellow colours,

Bring pride to the Rochy Tigers name.

 

Come with us tomorrow,

So that one day you will say,

Remember the granny of ’16,

It was such an incredible day!