In the grandest of arenas, under the "Major’s" watchful eye,
SAW stands tall and resolute, ready for the battle cry.
Despite the hardships faced, they carve their path to the height,
With an iron will and persistence, burning ever bright.

As the Great Game reaches its peak, the final moments near,
Roman emerges, calm and collected, rising above the fear.
With a flicker of his wrist and a shot straight to the core,
He clinches the victory, amidst the crowd’s deafening roar.

With the shouts of the masses and glory dawning in the skies,
SAW emerges triumphant, as the light begins to rise.
It is more than just a game; it’s a legend of will, etched in stone,
For the team known as SAW, and their Roman, the loyal throne.