http://witsblog.org/?s=football – called just play
I like this poem because it reminds me alot of myself. Back in the day i played 7 years of pop-warner football and loved every minute of it. Although i was not the reciever as the person in this story is describing himself as, i was still one of the most escential people on the field, the quarterback. Calling the plays and making them happen was a great challenge. the team depended on me and i rarely let them down. Making coach mad was one of my strong points as well. While he was calling the plays that i was suppose to run, sometimes i called an audible because i saw something different in the defense that he couldn’t see. He often got mad at me for doing this but after the play was over he knew i was right in making the decision that i did and wasn’t so mad anymore. In this poem the author describes in vivid detail about how he and his coach are feeling at the moment of the time-out through the touchdown. This poem makes me think about one day being able to become a coach for a football team because i love the sport so much and have played and experienced the game throughout my life.
August 31, 2009 at 10:39 pm |
Nick, I’m glad to see that you chose a poem by a WITS student. Here’s a more direct link to the poem: http://witsblog.org/2007/08/24/just-play/
September 27, 2009 at 2:42 am |
I’ve never played football in a school team, but I did play volleyball. It was kinda like that. I knew if I didn’t hit that ball when it came on our side, I’d be listening to my coach. Interesting poem choice. Its pretty cool when you get to feel the emotion of someone’s poem because you can relate to it.