Tuesday, Oct 09, 2007 at 14:09
Acknowledgments here to Fab Fenton, the author. Nowhere does he mention stifling and kicking, see:
Fenton
THE SPIRIT OF THE WALLABIES
There’s a spirit in the Wallabies
Mere words cannot describe,
It’s as if they had descended
From some legendary tribe.
There’s a kinship, a tradition
As in days so long since past,
Of crusades, of knights in armour
And of men before the mast.
There’s a thrill you can’t appreciate
A pride you cannot tell,
Lest you wear your nation’s jumper
And you wear it really
well.
When you mark before the forward rush
So doing turn the tide,
When you make that vital tackle
And your line is open wide.
When you go down on the rolling ball
And dare the tramping feet,
When you lift your aching body
And the opposition meet.
When you burst away from tacklers
And you make the winning run,
When you come back heart a-thumping
And your team mates say, ‘
well done’.
But it isn’t just the winning
Nor the scoring nor the cheers,
It’s the friendships and the memories
That last you through the years.
It’s the camaraderie
That’s born of valour not of fame,
It’s the sheer exhilaration
When you play the running game.
Author: Fab (Peter) Fenton
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