Sweat pouring, running into eyes
Eyes that focus like the photographer’s lens
But at the same time scanning, peripherally back and forth
Heart pumping to the extreme
Muscles flexed and necks bowed
Ligaments stretched like rubber bands and joints
Lose life with every step
Guts and nuts get checked while discipline is tested
Flesh meets plastic and blood trickles
Mother Nature flaunts her versatility
Summer is hottest here and winter is coldest
And Autumn is embraced as that favorite next of kin
Men small in stature become giants
And giants become champions
Many battles are forged in this war
Some more cerebral than physical
Respect is earned and taken when opportunity arises
Sacrifice is given and hate is simulated
At least sometimes
Emotions run wild in containment and intent is relative
Musically, this is Muddy Waters mixed with Jimmi Hendrix
Rock-n-Roll and the Blues
And Tchaikovsky and Public Enemy all rolled into one
Life enjoys this type of metaphorical mockery
Perseverance and execution reign supreme
Challenges are overcome and demands are met
This is the definition of ‘blood, sweat and tears’
This is controlled chaos
This is brutal….this is beautiful…this is football
This is America ’s game
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem