Now THIS is purity....
4PM
in the park
jumpers for goalposts.
A bracing chill in the air.
Cheeks reddening
Mum calling out to come in for tea.
One sock falling under the weight of mud, sweat and leaves,
the other remaining defiantly at attention.
The eastern sky giving way to interlaced fingers of orange and blue sunset.
Football.
joga bonito.
The Beautiful Game.
You don't need to be 7 feet tall or three hundred pounds,
it is the most democratic of all sports.
