Champions Are Made

My disadvantage becomes my weapon when my failures teach me lessons Some choose fear and show aggression criticism too upsetting I played cricket as a kid good enough to play with men Knowing less as I did listening to all of them Knowledge they all had to offer admitting they knew better If I was too proud to bother I’d get worse not better If I had made less effort If I thought I was gifted Or naturally blessed at sport ... team sheets without me listed I had to look up to move that way Get things wrong and learn to play Face mistakes that I had made Conquer fear by being brave Embarrassed but I carried on Learning what I had done wrong Not embarrassed though for long Learn it and it’s always gone As I became older and youngsters came to me I could see the strongest minds differ from the weak Those who could not swallow pride deluded in defeat strong minds listening would rise to victory most sweet Admitting that they didn’t know made them into winners Even those a little slow can now teach the beginners Whilst those so good they went alone got worse before they quit Disappointment all they’ve known remembered now as sh.... If I was a know-it-all or believed myself established ability I had would fall until the day it vanished If I believed it was all me and that is why I’m great Respect for me as a person would evaporate Criticism is a blessing don’t find it insulting accepting it means never guessing improvements keep resulting Don’t forget you didn’t know Someone had to show you Is it help that you now show Teach them something new