A Fall Football Memory

Fall… and football,

And sweat.

Lots of sweat.

In the August heat,

and the cool evenings of November.

Burning eyes,

And sweat.

Tickling the inside of my ear.

Dirty, bruised fingers wiping it out.

Flopping, bouncing shoulder pads,

Inside a loosely fitting practice jersey.

Head hanging,

Sweat dripping, from the end of my nose.

“One more boys and we are finished!”

Sprinting, panting, sweat burning my eyes,

Practice ends.

Now the sweat can be dealt with.

Fall … and football

And sweat.

By Clint Bowman

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