Time to pop a few bottles of champagne
as the whistle blew and the game ended.
The winners rejoiced, the sulkers complained.
The losers were silent and offended.
It seemed more like a tussle than a game.
The attire turned into battle-worn rags.
Old friends rivaled for just a sip of fame.
Players seemed different under their own flags.
This sport is intense but was much more fun
when skill was an art and not a number.
The play was bigger than the trophies won.
How this changed - it is hard to remember.
Colours of fervour with a new flavour.
Rivals in sports turned rivals forever.
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