Locking horns
¶ 1
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There’s a lot going on, out on the pitch
To-ing and fro-ing
Scenting and marking
A multitude of personal battles
As they hunt the ball
¶ 2
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Look at this pair –
Chasing down the line
Shoulder to shoulder
Arms linked
Eventually, dead-ended into the corner, with
Thighs and butts buffeting – as if duetting on a pommel-horse
¶ 3
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They reach an impassé
Old-school
Neither will relent
Neither will go down
Neither will dive –
At it…
Like harrumphing rhinoceri
¶ 4
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And as for the ball?
Largely forgotten
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