Like gliding on ice, she runs the field.
Using her body, the ball she must shield.
From the burst of the whistle, she bursts to life
Not fire in her eyes, but cool like ice
She plans and manoeuvres, she runs into space
With so little effort, she means to outpace
She looks for advantage around the ground
With a sly little nod to the one she has found
From her boot the sphere flies right to her target
Defenders hanging their heads in regret.
As the ball is deflected, right past the posts
The goalie’s the one who regrets it the most
With time on the clock, there’s no time to crow.
Time to reset and push on ‘cause she knows
One’s not enough they have to score more
Emma will want them to score at least four
The fans are expecting the best from the team
The big season final is always the dream
As the whistle goes off, to start them again
She sets her resolve, for the team and the win
A little back story:
I don't generally follow sport on purpose, but my wife is a life time Rugby Union fan, (I blame her father). Anyone who knows anything about Australian Rugby at the moment knows, it is at its lowest point in history. As it it struggles to compete domestically against three other forms of football and internationally is failing miserably.
About three years ago, my wife was working from home and discovered the Women's Super League football in England and started following our own Sam Kerr as she trailblazed for Chelsea under the management of Emma Hayes, "In Emma We Trust". My wife has her favourite players, (most of them), but for me, when I was looking for inspiration for the smooth challenge, it had to be Lauren James.
I still struggle to admit I like watching sport, but I can't help but be amazed and entertained by their skill and determination, but also their passion for their game and their teams. I refuse to watch the dramedy of men's football, this is football (soccer) at its best.
Obviously, our Matilda's result in the most recent World Cup has brought into focus how good their game is, and recent signings of Aussie girls overseas, has been the ultimate reward for their hard work.
As long as the idiots who run these big sporting enterprises don't stuff it up, I'll keep watching.
About the Creator
Phil Flannery
Damn it, I'm 61 now, which means I'm into my fourth year on Vocal, I have an interesting collection of stories. I love the Challenges and enter, when I can, but this has become a lovely hobby.
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Comments (11)
Awesome smooth poem!!! The rhythm and flow are superb!!!
Excellent smooth poem ☺️👌
very moving, great work! it's well done and you capture the flow of sports really well.
Hi- P ~ Don't know much about Aussie Sports ~ But 'merican Baseball is often 'Tweaked' just to please the fans. btw; Just saw a TV episode filmed in Australia Re; Drag Racing. You 'Right Wheelers' knocked the Hubcaps off of the Americans. 'j' in L.A.
Unique concept. I don't really like ball games but I do like this poem. 👍
So descriptive and easy to picture.
You love sports, somebody please explain American baseball. Back home it is such a simple game. Great entry, so smooth.
What a great poem really enjoyed reading
A Great, slick poem Phil! 😊👏
Now that was absolutely smooth! Loved your poem! I chuckled at "I blame her father" 🤣🤣🤣
A very nice interpretation of the challenge, and well written too.