The Beautiful Game
By Ethan, Year 8
They call it the beautiful game
Like Pele and Messi in the hall of fame.
My muddy boots on the moist green grass.
The pride, the passion
As I press, pace and pass!
Echoes in the distance cheering my name
Along with heckler makes me rise like a flame.
The beast is unleashed as I run like the wind.
It feels like magic as the opposition is skinned.
The power, the glory as a goal goes in.
The ref blows his whistle
It’s victory, win win!
