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The Ones who Don’t Make It

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Who talks about the young players
Whose stars do not reach the sky
Whose days are over due to injury
And shown the door “goodbye”
No glory days no winning goals
No terrace chants their names
No millions gathered in the bank
When they’re too old for the game
The dreams that come to b-g-er all
The promises to dust
The hopes that shredded at the seams
The gold that’s really rust.

Notes

People bang on about how awful it must be for the “stars” after the light goes out; but what about those whose light was never more than a slight flicker that was cruelly snuffed out? how many dreams have fallen by the wayside? few people earn a living from football, even less deserve to.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-ones-who-dont-make-it/