my team just lost at home by three goals

dragged over red hot burning coals

they were all over us like a rash

one goal down in a flash

we clung on until halftime

praying for a second half ever so sublime

but sadly it was not meant to be

they scored two more to make it three

we could not find the net to reply

at the end a sad tear in my eye

I am not that admirable graceful loser

prefer to be a constant winning cruiser

please don’t say its just a game

that sentiment just drives me insane

football is not about life and death

its more important than a dying last breath

deciding to hang my head in losing shame

until we emphatically win our next game