Sports Fan
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By Ruth Calder Murphy (Arciemme)
“I love my sport,” said Henry,
“I am an action man.
I love the tennis, football too
And I’m a rugby fan.
I love the London marathon,
I love the Tour de France,
The badminton is just my thing,
And so is modern dance.
I keep my self quite up to date
With scores and leagues and so,
If there’s a sporting question,
Ask me – I’m sure to know.”
I looked at him, uncertain,
Unsure of what to say,
As Henry sat in front of me,
His dinner on a tray,
The chips and sausage piled high,
His feet upon a stool,
The television showing clear
A huge Olympic pool.
“I see you like to watch it,”
I said, “that much is clear,
So do you often get to play?”
He took a swig of beer.
“Oh no!” he said, “Of course I don’t –
I’m much too busy see,
With watching all the different stuff
That’s shown on the TV.
Besides, if I am honest,
I’m not quite fit enough
To get up off the sofa
And run about and stuff.”
I looked again at Henry
And realised it was true.
He knew an awful lot about
The sports he’d never do,
But I was more for action,
I didn’t want to sit
Just sitting watching Henry
Watching others keeping fit.
I said good-bye to Henry
And went to find my mate,
Played football, basketball and raced
Til it was getting late.
I’m glad I’m not like Henry.
I know he knows a bit,
But personally I’d rather be
Outside and keeping fit.