The Coin Toss
¶ 1
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The gentlemanly courtesies at the beginning of the Match:
captains shake hands, exchange pennants, a coin’s tossed.
The lucky captain chooses the ends to attack and defend.
¶ 2
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Heads I win, tails you lose. If only such courtesy could prevail
over the next ninety of torrid football action, scything tackles,
player goading player, fans taunting players, who provoke fans–
¶ 3
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and then, then, the bright fan who throws a coin at a player.
No longer the sedate niceties of the pre-match civilities.
What ever happened to the beautiful game?
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Lost in the toss of another coin.
¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Christopher T. George
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