There are ten names on the top of the list.
Those are the ones that will get the glory.
The hundreds of names that follow,
They will not be recorded as winners,
though they are probably the pride of their gyms.
They will not go down as being great,
though they probably are.
I try to imagine each face as I read the names.
I wonder if Sara is distraught,
If Vanessa knows her dreams are crushed.
Because ten years from now,
they will be nothing,
while the ten of us,
best of the best,
are mere footnotes in history.