I love this so so so so much.
Love how Karl Malone gets right back up. No wasting time acting hurt. Just gets up. No one would dare give that man a wet willy!
Here is a Poem about Gordon Hayward set to Casey at the Bat. It is written by Shea Sherraro for the Ringer. Some of the timing of when events actually happened are off but its pretty cute.
A snippet:
And still, his first season in Utah was slow, only 17 games did he start;
But his skill was undeniable, and there was no questioning his heart.