Fall… and football,
Lots of sweat.
In the August heat,
and the cool evenings of November.
Tickling the inside of my ear.
Dirty, bruised fingers wiping it out.
Flopping, bouncing shoulder pads,
Inside a loosely fitting practice jersey.
Sweat dripping, from the end of my nose.
“One more boys and we are finished!”
Sprinting, panting, sweat burning my eyes,
Now the sweat can be dealt with.
Fall … and football
By Clint Bowman