The Game

He said: Son,
I knew a kid at school
who, like you, was always the last picked
when the teacher let the boys
choose their teams for a game of soccer.
He, too, felt the pain, the humiliation,
when his team-mates groaned:
“We’ve got Bobby Moore!”

Bobby Moore,
you may have heard,
went on to captain England
in the World Cup Final
back in ’66,
a defender Pele said
was the best he’d ever faced.
England won the cup that year.
You’re in good company, son.
So rise above contempt,
as others have done
throughout the world
and play your heart out,
for life’s a game
of two halves
and the game has just begun.

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