The team are positive and buzzing The weekend game is ready for kick off The passion and eagerness to get in the goals To win the match, another notch A goal! Yes! That's what they're playing for. To win and move upwards into league one Time ticks on, the dynamics have changed the score now a draw Determination is spread all over their faces Moves that are planned, thought out and go well Others that lack skill and don't go so well Such promising chances to lead once again But impossible to penetrate the whole team defending They battle and strive, push forward so hard The ball is resistant to hit the back of the net Tempers are rising, remarks here and there The team look exhausted but play through their pain Keep going, play harder and do not give in They've played very well even if they don't win The clock is ticking the whistle blows Their faces sink deep with frustration and anger Why did we lose? A player stomps off and throws his water bottle onto the pitch Storms off in a sulk, swearing expletives The others ignore him and join their team talk To put into perspective, analysing their play, To restore their passion and commitment to win on another day.
A little poem I simply had to write after watching my son's football match today. Hope that you enjoy :-)