In the heart of a city where legend was born,
Where echoes of victory reverberate and mourn,
The Oracle’s roar fades, replaced by a sigh,
As Stephen Curry departs, the heart of the sky.
For ten glorious seasons, a dynasty proud,
In golden and blue, they danced with the crowd,
With thunderous threes and a flick of his wrist,
He painted a canvas the world can’t resist.
Through valleys of heartache, through triumph and cheer,
He conquered the court, with passion so clear,
The splash of his shot, a rain in the night,
Turned darkness to daylight, igniting the fight.
Yet even the stars must one day shift course,
And in this offseason, a powerful force,
From the Bay’s golden sands to the shimmering coast,
To the Clippers he sails, a new home to boast.
What whispers of change blow through the tall trees,
As he dons new colors, eyes steady, at ease?
His legacy etched on the hardwood he’s left,
Yet adventure awaits in the land of the deft.
The jerseys will flutter, the banners will sway,
But the heart of a champion will never decay,
In the echoing halls, those memories stay,
While new chapters open, life’s game on display.
So here’s to the moments, the buckets divine,
To the joy and the sorrows, the stories entwined,
Though the era may end, and the players may part,
Stephen will linger, eternally in heart.
For the thrill of the game, the pulse of the score,
Isn’t just built on accolades we adore,
But the love of the sport, the fire to play,
And the spirit of Curry, which forever will stay.
So let us not mourn, but rather ignite,
For the journey ahead is a new kind of flight,
With hope in our hearts, and dreams in our sight,
We embrace the unknown, and cherish the light.
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