All of the boys are with their suit ready to shine, 

Staring at their rival they feel the triumph enzyme.

My team is always ready to start a fight, 

Odor of victory they smell from their red, yellow and white

Never alone my squad goes on a hike to the height.

As lions, they can´t wait to attack,

“Champions” and Cheers they hear from their buffet of snacks. 

Once I sit on the couch my heart goes on a strike.