Football
Thinking back through all the years
How swiftly they’ve passed by
I close my eyes and bite my lip
Try so hard not to cry
You were always such a scrapper
A raging thunderstorm
The day you shed your diaper
You donned a uniform.
Never fear Football
Fear – never a factor
With the toughest, there you stood
You have the will, the soul, the heart...
But, I always knew you would
I watch you while you’re sleeping
So still, so calm, serene
Once you step upon
That football field
You’re one powerful machine.
I marvel at your talents
You’re intense and dedicated
So keen, devoted, daring
Just as I anticipated
Your qualities are endless
You’re faithful, kind and true
Righteous and respected
A leader, Josh, that’s you!
Watching you play any sport
Has always been a pleasure
You’re masterful and focused
My pride - I cannot measure
And now my little scrapper
You’ve become a strapping man
So stay steadfast … follows the sun
And be the best you can be.
A quarterback’s tale
Louis Jenkins
I take the snap from the center, fake to the right, fade back...
I've got protection. I've got a receiver open downfield...
What the hell is this? This isn't a football; it's a shoe, a man's
Brown leather oxford. A cousin to a football maybe, the same
Skin, but not the same, a thing made for the earth, not the air.
I realize that this is a world where anything is possible and I
Understand, also, that one often has to make do with what one
Has. I have eaten pancakes, for instance, with that clear corn
Syrup on them because there was no maple syrup and they
Weren’t very good. Well, anyway, this is different. (My man
Downfield is waving his arms.) One has certain responsibilities,
One has to make choices. This isn't right and I'm not going
To throw it.
The night before kickoff
'Twas the night before kickoff, in every fans house
Not a fan was sleeping, just ask their spouse;
The jerseys were hung by the flat