So much fun from a sphere-shaped ball.
Was it really called a pigskin?
Yes, but there’s nothing the matter
With the old pig bladder
That history called a football.
A well-thrown pass
And a field of grass
Beats all the games kids play.
I’m the quarterback. No it’s me.
What fun it is to argue with thee.
I throw the ball; you catch it and run;
He tackles you. You fall on your bum.
There is no clock to kill the time.
Just get the ball across the line.
Really, no other game will do;
We play unhampered by an officiating crew.
Oh yes, such fun
It is to run,
To kick the ball, and catch it too,
To play the game with a friend such as you.
That’s when football is at its best.
When play is so fun we forget to rest.
By David Madrid
Contact: David Madrid