The Fever
Author: Unknown
Futbol or soccer, as you will,
By far most popular of all.
But in the States another sport,
Attention grabs of most each fall.
The tackles, blocks, the hits and shots,
So physical, this manly game.
Each Sunday bodies pay the toll,
Each Monday many come up lame.
Emotional investment's key,
Ev'ry fan loyal to their team,
As players try to execute,
What coaches on the sideline scheme.
Some go too far, they smash and burn,
In drunken, rabid revelry.
But most just cheer, high five and yell,
When their home team gains victory.
It's like no other, this I'll say,
Each yard a battle, tooth and nail.
That ball is just a marker as,
The strong and swift each play prevail.
Yes true, it's just a Yankee thing,
Though other's may well understand,
How swept up in the game we get,
As Football Fever sweeps the land.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
Apologies to the rest of the world, here it's a Big Deal...
Comments (10)
Niah
NFL rocks...lol.
Tomorrow is our Thanksgiving holiday. Football on Thursday!!!