Contact sports are unavoidable in the Western world.
Football, hockey, rugby demand that bodies collide
and that we cheer for our team. Teams are differentiated
geographically and by colour. Locate yourself here,
in the mass of bodies shouting together, swathed in
loyalty, nostalgia, nationalism. If your team should lose,
be ready to congratulate your rival fans. A swift clap
on the back, a gruff smile of concession will suffice.
Then we’ll march for our cars, scatter to our homes
and remove the dazzling colours from our weary bodies.