The Games We Played : A SPORT FREEWRITE.


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Deep underground was it done
To make the match fun
He chants and curse
Raining miseries on our opponent
To misunderstood, get home goals
A miss, a kick above the post
For them, a match with no goal
While we shake the net
The trophies came in trolls
Bearing our name
On a platter of deep underground
Dark world of trophy.
The medicine cards aren't given
He stood still, never shaken
The pain wouldn't go
An injury in the field
A player, well known
But he flops that day
Never sending the trail
No goals that day
They lost the game.
Home side was nothing
Players stranded, just wasting
A home based team with no coaching
Trying to catch up by competing
Not the home they thought
Quickly sending the ball
Formation was wrong
They played for fun.

An entry into @mariannewest everyday freewrite