They Called Him Chubby

They called him Chubby, though he was sleek and fast, His verbal jousting never ran out of gas, He played all sports and played them extremely well, You'd swear as he kept on taunting you, that his head did actually swell, My brother and I would practice morning, noon and night, to the break of dawn until the moonlit night, For that one day when we could say we'd won, Never let him forget our glorious day in the sun, Sometimes in Life you need someone, to give you the get-up and go, it can make all the difference between also-ran and All-Pro.