Football!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The whistle blows and the crowds subdue
As players run, amok, askew
In a stellar chase for the elusive goal
A matter of skill, both silent and bold
As the ball skids between deft feet
You hear the groans when bodies meet
And the cries of anguish when a move is fouled
The angry jeers from the engrossed crowd
In a swift flow of emotions thus
The whistle for halftime blows does
And the tired, angry, colored bunch
Retire to rooms to drink and munch
And think of new ways to trump the other
To make sure all the goals, one gathers
In renewed spirit they march back out
As the mob warms to an exciting new bout
With increasing intensity the ball creeps close
To either posts but not as they chose
And then, there, it streaked past greenish blur
Into the open arms of the post so dear!
With a rumbling that’d shame an earthquake any
The crowds rise to cheer, with joy, for many
Time ticks by, creeping toward the close
And the greens do oh so try to force
The wayward ball into the opposite goal
But fortunes don’t favor them as a whole
So the whistle blows and the curtain is drawn
On a night of sheer life, where we all belonged!