Every team has one

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 He’ll let you know, by marking you black and blue
That constantly rounding him, is the wrong thing to do
And you’ll know when he’s rattled, when you’re under his skin
By the sharp ankle tap, or the kick on the shin
And should you happen to smirk, or worse still to laugh
Recompense for you, will be a rake on the calf
And if once more, you should skip on by
Then don’t be surprised, by a thud on the thigh

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Now I’m not trying to condone it (as I ‘accidentally’ step on your toe)
But I only make the team these days, as the wily old pro


But on a happier note – it’s not really autobiographical. Either that, or I’m in denial.

Kick-started on reading The Kick Under the Table – by Edgar A. Guest (1881-1959), at potw.org

For me, Ron ‘Chopper’ Harris springs to mind – although perhaps he was too blatant.
Maybe Johnny Giles would be a better example.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/every-team-has-one/