Quick to anger,
Run, shout, spit, swear,
Cover ground everywhere.
Rage driving stamps and kicks,
Blood pumping on the pitch.
Off it, mistakes,
Red tops, red face,
Red hot pace.
Take more time.
Think instead of sulk,
Banner instead of Hulk.
A calmer family man at peace,
Getting to bed early to get some sleep.
Children give a new perspective,
Maturity changing what you give.
No longer an enforcer, charging, headless thug,
Respectable captain of the club.
But football isn’t won by love,
Sometimes what we need’s The Hulk.