Roars and cheers undulate
across the rolling green.
The victors stand to clash against
those on the losing team.
(Though exactly who is who
still remains to be seen.)
Muscle, speed, and strategy
march down the field, line by line,
a bruising battle of bodies
huddle, snap, and play
as the clock counts down the time.
A pass, a run, a sack,
a penalty will move you back,
A rush, a block, a pick,
(Against your team, you’ll feel a little sick…)
A kick, a punt, a score,
Here’s to the game that, no matter how you fare,
always leaves you wanting more.