A Football Match

Both teams seem equal. Can we call this A and B? Coin tossed; goal-post chose; both, lo, relax for a wee; The referee blows his whistle, B to kick-start, Players plunge into deed; wet lips of spectators part...! Dribbling, passing, defending, heading, and juggling, One could see each team for a maiden shoot struggling; Offside - says the referee whistling; it's team A, When inquired, and verified, the messed up hums: Uh...! B kicks the ball out; the ref calls for a throw-in; Midst a life and death game, matters seem tough going; A gets the first yellow card; the referee says; Playing rough! Within A team there's a blast-like whiz...! When B gets the red card, A, like hyenas, laughs, Each team takes pleasure in making the other chaffs; A kicks, as ferocious as a wild ox; Ball out! At B's corner kick, bullets-like fan-fair cheer-shout...! Soon, lo, the minute arrives, when A kicks a goal, Sure, each one of the team has put their heart and soul! The score soon turns equal, with B's penalty kick, Like wizards, oh, both start showing many a trick...! Like a thrill-filled action film, is a football game, With thousands of mixed feelings spectators aflame; Each, as though in love, in the game heart endorses, Passions of players, in watchers, gallop like horses...! 24 December 2022 Poetry In Motion Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Matt Caliri