The court was set, the game begun, Two teams of fire, both wanting to win, With passion and grit, they fought as one, And for a while, the score remained thin.
The Scarlet Knights were bold and fierce, Their moves precise, their shots on point, They ran the court with fearless cheer, Their energy impossible to disjoint.
But Minnesota too had come to play, Their defense strong, their offense sharp, They matched the Knights, shot for shot that day, Their skill and talent left no gap.
In the end, the clock ticked down, And the scoreboard showed the bitter truth, The Knights had lost, the other team had won, Their hearts ached with pain, their spirits uncouth.
But still they held their heads up high, For they had fought with all their might, And though they lost, they would not die, Their courage shining in the night.
For Rutgers basketball will rise again, Their future bright, their dreams alive, And they will fight, again and again, Till victory comes, and they survive.