I watch the game on TV
A match between two powers
It is tense you see
You hope neither team sours
The coaches walk the sideline
From all the spitting there is slime
They expect their team to be fine
Overhead the sky is blue
Excitement causes them to chew
They go crazy, at least many do
Chewing, spitting and throwing
The clipboards they are holding
Being a good sport seems absurd
We’ll win, I give you my word
I’ll get some fresh pieces of gum
And chew like a cow chews it’s cud
The sky darkens as we fall behind
I’ll really chew, and we’ll be fine
I scream at the players, then cheer
Buckle down we are almost there
A quick prayer to cleanse the soul
Thank God, we win by a field goal.
The day has been nothing short of grand
To the delight of every fan and
I spit out the rest of my gum
Smile, like we’re having fun
Stanski on December 5, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 