You can best offensive man on the pitch

The best target man

You can have a thundering right leg

Blazing speed

And faultless technique

 

But only a few can be a Conductor

He who creates balance out of chaos

Beauty from turmoil

Elegance from disarray

 

A pure player

With feet tethered to the pitch

Like strings on a violin

Orchestrating the game with just the right rhythm

Ending the game with a crescendo

And a bow.

Written by Chris Ufere

 

But because I know nothing about sports, here’s some Vampire Weekend: