Players very widely disagree with me about what's hard and what's easy. and in a way, 'I won, but it was a fight' is the best compliment a game can receive.
quote by Graham Nelson
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The Quitter
When you're lost in the Wild, and you're scared as a child,
And Death looks you bang in the eye,
And you're sore as a boil, it's according to Hoyle
To cock your revolver and . . . die.
But the Code of a Man says: "Fight all you can,"
And self-dissolution is barred.
In hunger and woe, oh, it's easy to blow . . .
It's the hell-served-for-breakfast that's hard.
"You're sick of the game!" Well, now, that's a shame.
You're young and you're brave and you're bright.
"You've had a raw deal!" I know -- but don't squeal,
Buck up, do your damnedest, and fight.
It's the plugging away that will win you the day,
So don't be a piker, old pard!
Just draw on your grit; it's so easy to quit:
It's the keeping-your-chin-up that's hard.
It's easy to cry that you're beaten -- and die;
It's easy to crawfish and crawl;
But to fight and to fight when hope's out of sight --
Why, that's the best game of them all!
And though you come out of each gruelling bout,
All broken and beaten and scarred,
Just have one more try -- it's dead easy to die,
It's the keeping-on-living that's hard.
poem by Robert William Service
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The Game Of Fame
'GOLF-THE GAME OF FAME'
I was watching this golf tournament through the visitor's window
The opening pairs were standing under a big tree's shadow
I had been waiting here to see
Who shall the winner ultimately be?
My two sons were participating, and were outside
There were competing against each other, side by side
First session ended, and the players are now in the second half
I was watching them through the window, including the club staff
Everyone was trying their very best and hard
Well it's not an easy game, just like playing cards
I saw some players taking a short nap
This was some relief time for them and for I, after a gap
The third session of the game goes worst
Till the end of the game, we didn't knows who will be first
The game has begun to ooze
I was still watching them through the window, "Who is go'na loose? "
My two sons were slowly picking on the game
My thoughts were, "Who will earn the coveted fame? "
Opponent players were also moving off at last
I saw my younger one ‘playing pretty fast'
My elder one was rushing down the lane
Why his game slowing down the lane
The competition has become intense and difficult to bear
So, the victory time is getting close and near
Now the game has become fast enough
Oh! My younger son has now found a fluff
Players have now quickened and have hurried by
They seem to be working fast, as if to fly
At last, someone has to be won
Nobody else, it's my younger son
I was watching this golf tournament through the visitor's window
The opening pairs were standing under a big tree's shadow
BY SAMRA HAQ
Football - The most beautiful game
After stepping into the field
there is no way out
even before you start the game
you hear the fans shout
The players then sings their anthem
its football......
the most beautiful game.....
And when the whistle blows
the crowd starts their roar
in the 90 tensed minutes
the players got to score
Football is friendly only in name
because friendliness is not meant for football....
the most beautiful game....
So when the hard tackles go in
and injured fellow goes out
the crowd becomes furious
and starts to shout
Even after breaking one's leg
there seems to be no shame
because its football....
the most beautiful game....
Basketball
What Springfield needs most at their ‘Y, ' so they say,
Is good old athletic distraction
For rowdy boys pinned up inside all the day
By weather below satisfaction.
The teacher from Canada, tasked to design
An inside game, fair but not so rough
To him they have given a brutal deadline:
"Just two weeks or be fired! " And that's tough.
He's chosen the softest of big soccer balls
To not hurt the boys when they get hit,
Peach baskets are affixed high up on the walls
Reducing all rough contact unfit
The rules permit only the passing of balls
No dribbling or batting, to be safe.
And running the ball? Not allowed, lest the falls
Cause the limbs of the players to chafe
The peach basket goals, players never should guard
For the game is not just for the tall
But easy and fair to all, not at all hard
This game by John Naismith- ‘Basket Ball'
The players have competed on the level the last 25 or 30 years are always going to be the players that compete at a high level. These guys practice hard, they work on their game, they still hit the ball extremely well.
quote by Greg Norman
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Games, Gambling and Wars!
Playing game as training before waging war well
Kings, soldiers and all guys spent time in Chess!
As brave soldiers going to Mahabharata war then
All witness cricket players entering the field now!
Betting on cricket players go on outside the field
While spectators encouraging players as on arena!
Betting on horses in horse race after taking loan
There is no chance of knowing victory or defeat!
When game becomes serious after defeat both
Debtors and debtees have real fight to death now!
Same thing happened in Mahabharata epic too!
After dice game opponent became ruler ordering
Slaves spend 12 yrs. in forest and 1 yr. in incognito;
Then real war between Gauravas and Pandavas
Brought Lord Krishna to make dharma settle all!
If game becomes real act universal disaster is sure!
Games should foster friendship but not enmity ever;
Gambling should be banned for good of mankind sure!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Great Big Man
Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet.
Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat
'cause there's a man at the window who knows just what you think,
and there's a water boy behind you who won't give you a drink
Well it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell,
They'll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell.
Well they've got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow,
And you've got nothing left to do but to let your anger show.
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
Think about your baby, think about your wife,
Think about your banker who's trying to take your life.
Think about this planet that's rolling through the night.
Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight?
You got the muscle, big man, you got the power,
but you're getting weaker with each passing hour.
Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night,
well if it's you that must stay, well then it's you that must fight!
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, your future's not bright,
it takes a great big man to win a great big
great big man to win a great big fight.
song performed by by Don McLean
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You hear all the time about European players playing the game. These players that come over at 17, 18 and 19, they just don't all of a sudden become skilled. From the time they were little fellas, they learned the fundamentals of the game. Let them create.
I was also very lucky to be a teammate of two of the greatest players to have ever played the game. I learned very early on by playing for Frank Robinson and with Henry Aaron that even the greatest players in the game were just one of the guys.
quote by Robin Yount
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A Ritual of Victory
Out on the playing arena long about now,
Two teams are competing as if they are on trial.
Cheerleaders are entertaining with a new style,
Holding the attention of the crowd for a while.
The fans are cheering as loud as they can.
The players are inspired by the music of the band.
The scoreboard lights seem to blink at will,
The victor's final score is bright and still.
Shortly after the game, they'll all come in,
The players tuckered out, the coach with a grin.
Proud of their victory, they'll scarcely wait,
Specially if the post game ceremony is late.
It may be football or soccer or any other game,
A ritual of victory is basically the same.
The players huddle together and in unison say grace.
Wonder who is standing in my old place.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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The Love of the Truth
'They perish because they did not receive the love of
the truth, that they might be saved.' 2 Thess.2: 10
There is a receiving of 'the truth', and a receiving of
'the love of the truth'. These two things widely differ.
To receive the truth will not necessarily save; for many
who receive the truth, never receive 'the love of the truth'.
Professors by thousands receive the truth into their
judgment, and adopt the plan of salvation as their creed;
but are neither saved nor sanctified thereby. But to receive
'the love of the truth' by Jesus being made sweet and
precious to the soul, is to receive salvation itself.
'Yes, He is very precious to you who believe.' 1 Peter 2: 7
(J. C. Philpot, 'The Valley of Achor' 1861)
poem by Mary Wismer
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But to be fair, if you take players from my era to now, the game has changed and the players have many more shots. They use them differently than we did. The speed of the game has changed.
quote by Ivan Lendl
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Best Woman Wins (feat. Lorrie Morgan)
Who do you think you are
What do you think this is
A game you can play
Tryin' to steal him away
Well, i don't need a heartache like this
Well, don't think i don't go through hell
But heaven is what we both want
He's easy to love, but he's hard to give up
And if you think i will, well, you're wrong
Chorus:
The best woman wins
I will fight 'til the end
I'll lay down and die if i must
I'll beg and i'll plead
I will suffer and bleed
But he must make a choice between us
This soap opera play that we're in
Is just like you watch on t.v.
But i never thought that i'd ever get caught in it;
Starring you, him and me
In love as in war all is fair
So a fight to the finish begins
When you fight from desire
You fight fire with fire
So may the best woman win
Repeat chorus
So may the best woman win
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Hard On Me
A secret smile
Comes to my eyes like a bolt from the blue
Its not your style
But it leads me to dream about what we could do
Could it be the same
(could it be the same)
Ever be the same
(when I call your name)
Could it be the same again
Ever the same again?
Its hard on me
And I know, nothing comes easy
But its hard on you
Believe me, baby its hard on me
A trick of light
Your face in the shadows alone in the night
Youre in my sights
All Ive been thinking I know that its right
See you standing there
(see you standing there)
Magic in the air
(magic in the air)
Now the smoke has cleared
Time has disappeared
Its hard on me
But you know, nothing comes easy
But its hard on you
I need you, always believe me
Could it be the same?
(could it be the same)
Ever be the same
(when I call your name)
Could it be the same
Ever the same again?
Its hard on me
But I know, nothing comes easy
But its hard on you
I need you, always believe me
Its hard on me
But you know, nothing comes easy
But its hard on you
Ive hurt you before
Now please dont make it hard on me
song performed by by Asia
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Football Farce
Football managers and players should hang their heads in shame,
For what they've done to our traditional football game.
Now sportsmen in the game are a dying breed,
with managers and players getting rich with greed.
Sportsmen! They are not, for they will cheat and connive,
winning free kicks and penalties by taking a dive.
Pushing, pulling and shirts being torn,
Punching and swearing are now the norm.
After a night on drugs and all night boozing,
players get violent if their team is loosing.
The managers aren't any better when staring at defeat,
encouraging players to go out there and cheat.
If the players do wrong and it's plain to see,
the managers will argue and blame the referee.
And now referees are getting in on this shameful act,
with the top premier clubs they've now formed a pact.
If the top club is loosing, then with the last kick of the ball,
the referee gives them a penalty for no good reason at all.
If that doesn't help they commit another dreadful crime,
by giving them another chance by adding on extra time.
The F.A. watches these games and don't seem to mind,
What's up with them? are they totally blind?
The F.A. should now hang their heads in shame,
for they have let money and greed ruin our football game.
That's why I have finally decided to call it a day,
Football ain't getting anymore of my hard earnt pay.
By
Alan Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2007
poem by Alan Weston
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Tilt
Sunday evening down the penny arcade
I see your face in the pinball game
Put in a quarter and it starts to fade
Tell myself it wont appear again
But this is just another game Ive played so badly
Right from the start
And through the bells and buzzers youre still singing sadly
It tears me apart
The higher you fly
The farther you gotta fall
Tilt - youre pushing too hard
Try just another ball
Tilt - so whys it so hard
Keeping it under control
Take it easy take your time, you said
Take me home Ill see you soon enough
You say Im pushing but its in your head
I feel so helpless, you say Im so tough
And now we fight it out until I just cant hear you
I cant understand
When all I want is just permission to be near you
Holding your hand
But nobody said
The lights would keep flashing red
Tilt - youre pushing too hard
Try just another ball
Tilt - so whys it so hard
Keeping it under control
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Some players are more physical than others, some play with more finesse. Some are just really great all-around players. So you have to change your game.
quote by Oscar Robertson
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Best Woman Wins
Who do you think you are
What do you think this is
A game you can play
Tryin to steal him away
Well, I dont need a heartache like this
Well, dont think I dont go through hell
But heaven is what we both want
Hes easy to love, but hes hard to give up
And if you think I will, well, youre wrong
Chorus:
The best woman wins
I will fight til the end
Ill lay down and die if I must
Ill beg and Ill plead
I will suffer and bleed
But he must make a choice between us
This soap opera play that were in
Is just like you watch on t.v.
But I never thought that Id ever get caught in it;
Starring you, him and me
In love as in war all is fair
So a fight to the finish begins
When you fight from desire
You fight fire with fire
So may the best woman win
Repeat chorus
So may the best woman win
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Not hard nor easy..if not impossible
Not hard to cry
not easy to die
Not hard to expect
Not easy to respect
Not hard to dream
Not easy to scream
Not hard heart to defend
Not easy own love to be put at..
.. 'The end'..
..If not impossible..
poem by Elena Sandu
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Im Alright
Im alright
Nobody worry bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Cant you just let it be?
Im alright
Dont nobody worry bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why dont you just let me be
Do what you like,
Doing it natrally
But if its too easy
Theyre gonna disagree
Its your life
And isnt it a mystery
If its nobodys busness
Its everybodys game
Gotta catch you later
No, no, cannonball it right away
Some cinderella kid
Get it up and get you a job
(dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip)
Im alright
Nobody worry bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Cant you just let it be?
Im alright
Dont nobody worry bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why dont you just let me be
Who do you want?
Who you be today?
And who is it really
Makin up your mind?
You wanna listen to the man?
Pay attention to the magistrate
And while I got you in the mood
Listen to your
Own heart beatin
Own heart beatin
Own heart beatin
Own heart beatin
Dont it get you movin
Mmmmm-man
It make me feel good
(wow, cinderella kid)
Then give it up and give it the job
(dip dip dip dip dip dip dip dip)
(boom, boom, boom, boom)
Im alright
Nobody worry bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Cant you just let it be?
Im alright
Dont nobody worry bout me
You got to gimme a fight
Why dont you just let me be
Im alright
Nobody worry bout me
Why you got to gimme a fight?
Cant you just let it be?
Im alright
Im alright
Just let me be
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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