FIFA eat your heart out:
Such fury in a moment!
There is a hush before the roar,
silent intakes, glowing hot
the eyes alight to see
the rush of bodies.
Tumultuous crash,
explodes in multitude of howls
as bones and blood are rent–
on, on, into the breach
spilling over fields of blood.
Dig in, draw back
the swing is in the air–
the crowd is nothing less than chaos,
buffeting the air
as hope and skill pours on into the mass
and presses to the
Goal!
There is no rage so great
as this running of the bulls.
The Waking Den 