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.