The beautiful game
No Messi, Ronaldo, Ibrahimovic, Hazard, Lewandowski, Benzema, Bale, Suarez or Neymar.
No tricks, overhead kicks or backheel passes
No absurd wages or prize money
No ridiculous ticketprices or tourists
22 lads fighting for the ball
Tackling, heading, pushing
No need to do it beautifully or fancy
Just put the ball in the onionsack
Passion drives them
This is purity.
Lower league football at its finest.
Friday evenings under a floodlight
People laughing, shouting
Anger and euphoria
To be relegated is the biggest loss,
A traumatic event
To be promoted is better than your wedding day, your first child
Take your best orgasm and multiply by 1000
And you’re still nowhere near
The thrill and excitement of being promoted
Young & Old
Kids & Parents
Rich & Poor
Educated & non-educated
They all have one thing in common: their love for their team.
You could tell me I’m wrong; some may say it’s just a game,
But his is about heroes and tribes
Loyalties and devotion;
It’s our battle and our belief,
Our commitment and our passion;
This is our faith