Uneven park scrubland yellowing pitch
every schoolboys afterschool itch,
cries of 'To me! To me!' looking for a pass
as herds of children flatten wilting grass.
Painless grazed knees from committed tackles
bouncing off injury free, rubber ankles
Tizer red fat cheeked kid, always a goalie
who dreams of large championship trophies
last to be picked due to his lack of pace,
but always has a reliable shot stopping face.
distracted by gentle mothers calls for supper
numbers drop steadily, due to dinner time hunger,
until those few full kit wearing remaining retire
due to fading light collect goal post jumper attire.