Rugby Poetry

Do you remember rugby

The way you nailed that guy

And he didn’t get up

And his arm was bent on a funny angle

But he still said, “Good tackle.”

And you helped him off

Remember the flashing lights

And the smell of sweat

That was rugby

Do you remember the mud

The way it covered you

Head to toe

Do you remember 

That kid squashing you down

Deep in the mud

Remember he smelled like horse hair

But as he got off you

He helped you up

That was rugby

By Jackson

Inspired by Marcie Ridlon