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The Long Game Closes

Eddie Gibbons

Thursday, April 24th, 2014

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 No punts over the top,
we’ve done with sweeping.
Instead, a slow build-up
through midfield creeping.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We pass out to the flanks,
the winger crosses.
Strikers nod their thanks.
The long game closes.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We contemplate the worth
of this endeavour-
the pass, the run, the swerve,
the bullet header.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Results our team achieves-
all wins, no losses,
the grateful crowd receives.
The long game closes.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The floodlights flicker dim,
the fans walk slowly.
A psalm, a prayer, a hymn’s
sung to our goalie

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 for rolling out the ball,
not clearing houses.
The graceful moves enthrall.
The long game closes.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-long-game-closes/