We are strong.

As soon as we stepped out onto the court we know that we are. We play our reputation of the bad boy team to our benefit from the very beginning. Our steps are sure and our stance screams intimidation. Our eyes are hard and cold but our bodies hum with anticipation. The Toyotama cheerleading squad cries our name in exhaltation and pride, calling for blood, calling for carnage.
We hear them and obey, not for them but for ourselves. Because we are the strong. And we revel on the violence we inflict upon our enemies.

We see them sway, we see them stagger, we see them cry.

We see them fall.
And we feel stronger.

The crowd not under our team of supporters roars in protest everytime we manhandle our opponents.

Yes, boo us, hiss at us, curse us. Hate us.

Little did they know that they are only giving us more strength with their anger. The more they hate us, the more stronger we become. Their helplessness to intervene fuels our desire to win and we soak it up for all it's worth - their helplessness, their anger, their hate.

We take it all in and give them ten-fold of what we can do, crushing the opposing team into a group of pathetic losers.

They are weak.

We are strong.

~owari

I was inspired after watching an NBA show with a slot on the Detroit Pistons basketball team featuring Bill Laimbeer and thought with awe, hey, they sound kinda like the Toyotama team. And this is what came about it ^^