THIS ONE IS FOOTBALL, what else do i need to say?
In fields of green where dreams collide,
A sacred space where hopes reside.
The whistle’s call, the roar, the cheer,
A symphony of passion loud and clear.
The ball—a sphere, a world, a flame,
The heartbeat of this timeless game.
It dances free on feet so fleet,
A story told with every beat.
The striker sprints, the keeper dives,
A moment’s pause, a goal arrives.
A crowd erupts, the sky ignites,
A celebration in the night.
Defenders stand like walls of stone,
Protecting all they’ve ever known.
Midfield maestros weave their thread,
With every pass, the game is fed.
This game, it binds us, far and wide,
No border, no wall, can stem its tide.
In joy, in sorrow, it finds its place,
A universal human embrace.
So here we gather, young and old,
To watch the stories yet untold.
With every tackle, pass, and score,
The beautiful game unites once more.
Watch as young BEN take over the world with his brilliance
