Jack Hodgson
When Jack was six he took up judo,
‘Cos he lived on an RAF base, NI,
Where only ballet and judo existed,
For kids with much energy to hand.
His mum sent him to ballet firstly,
Which he enjoyed but didn't love,
So as soon as he did the tangles,
He knew judo was his sport, shove.
Jack’s both blind and deaf, hereditary,
And competes in the category -100kg,
He is a Wolverhampton Uni student,
And his brother’s in TeamGB, his glee.
In 2015 Jack collected many medals,
In Seoul he won bronze at the Worlds,
At the Junior Worlds, Hungry, a gold,
And at the Euros a bronze, the boards.
At the World Cup, Hungary, a bronze,
Such that he was easily chosen for Rio:
“I never heard the [distracting] crowd.”
His coach and him sign to each other.
“I know I can't see anything. If I walk
into stuff, I just laugh it off [not irritated].
It's funny. I walk into lamps, slip over,
bollards.” Nobody knows he’s plated.
Copyright © Dominique Webb | Year Posted 2016
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