Lads gather:
All biceps on tattoos,
Curly hair underneath
Red and white woolly hats spidering its way
On to foreheads,
Square jaws,
Shoulders wider than goalposts. It’s
Early for a weekend. They
Smell like eggs and ale and strawberry vape.
They’re here to twat each other
In the name of sport. But first a
Catch up, how are yous,
Kisses on cheeks before kick off.

© Carl Burkitt 2023