When playing basketball
being tall is best it's thought
but that's not all
wearing saggy baggy shorts on the court
needs keen hand-eye coordination
plus being fleet of foot
and have no quibble with dunk or dribble
if through the hoop a Wilson you wish to put.
As for American football
boring from the sideline I find
it's more talk less action
namby-pamby as opposed to rugby
which is wilder less calmer
and without all the body armour
now there's a game with some traction.
America's pastime baseball
is another matter
whether pitcher or batter
with Rawlings or Slugger
when on the mound I have found
unlike soccer or rugger
before a ball the hurler throws
and the pitch is hit or caught with a mitt
first rearrange the private parts in public
twitch the cap and then spit.
I got to watch the rugby game, Aussie's we were put
To shame..' the wanna-be's did hop and skip.' And lost the
Game..Just bit; by bit.' A fumble here and forward passes
Poor Eddie Jones, should kick these asses.' They passed
A penalty..Cause she'll be right.' Well not if you don't stiffen
Up and fight, she'll not reward your lack of skill.' Are you
All soft centers.? Mainly thrill? Not kill.' And don't ever try
Cricket its way to tough.' Where Lilly and Thommo did
Bodyline stuff.' All I saw tonight (was biddy-line) only two
Good catches..The whole damn time.' Line out after lineout
You did us wrong.! score six to to forty, you useless drong's!
Wales gave you, what you deserve.' Go back to dan andrews
palaszczcuk and albo, and all those other t..Er nerds
Or get a plan..' and heart and soul; and push each other
Towards some goals.' Portugal awaits..Don't do it again.!
Avoid disaster..Just play the game.' Play for posterity and
The big brown land.' Dig deep inside and find some sand!
The Rugby World Cup Sevens girls
Made Marmite ladies lose their curls
Vegemite bossed
So England lost
Australia went home with the pearls
I have heard it said
Rugby players eat their dead
Tastes just like chicken
No wonder his dropping balls are egg - shaped . He 's a veteran rugby player
Not for the contest but inspired by the Sports one liner contest : )
Some lads are running with the ball,
leather, pointed, played by all, though
some would say it’s from the south,
it’s just as popular, up in Louth
Now not for me to bring up class,
seems that would be rather crass,
but here’s the thing that holds
steadfast, most of us are middle-class
But we don’t care where your’e from,
when you tackle like a bomb, we’re all
the same when match is done…
beer, good cheer, and clubhouse fun.
A gift from a stranger, his name is Reefer;
we know right away that he's a keeper.
We re-name him Rugby so as not to confuse;
his condition suggests that he's been abused.
Anticipating a squabble, we bring in the cat;
he sprawls and yawns, refused to combat.
He never barks, he doesn't bite or growl;
until the cat decides to eat from his bowl.
Rugby walks behind her, emits one deep Woof;
Tricia jumps straight up, leaves with no reproof.
They co-exist peacefully, eat with never a tiff;
they need no policing, if you catch my drift.
the stands are full, one man kicks the ball
fifteen men pursue, it becomes a maul
referee blow his whistle
concluding the tussle
a try is scored over goal line he crawl
Contest: My Favorite Sport
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