The Beautiful Game

I have never truly understood

Our love of the beautiful game –

Celebrity status, controversy,

Its silverware, fortune and fame.

Twenty two men, testosterone fuelled

Each hell bent on a win for their side;

Fast and fierce, laying siege to a goal

Eight feet high by twenty four wide.

Their behaviour is often deplorable

As they tackle, dive, writhe and gurn;

They challenge the ref, engage in a fight

While obscene sums of money they earn.

Yet, they’ve armies of loyal supporters

Who unite in one single aim –

To follow their team, win or lose

For love of the beautiful game.

The Beautiful Game