Football Know How
Just like football, I am white,
So they're not all white but the strip is, right?
I don't know much about football, actually,
pretty much nothing, except my dad's favorite team.
My brother played in high school,
He really thought he was cool.
But there's a sense of pride when holding the ball,
a life lesson to give your all.
To never give up no matter the score,
And when you've given a lot, give some more.
A night that brings together a town,
All screaming in unison when they get their first down.
It gives the old men something to talk about,
and the old women a reason to shout.
Football in a small town is the absolute best,
As for the rest, I already confessed!
Copyright © Amy Richie | Year Posted 2011
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