Monday, August 11, 2025

The Game by Godfrey Logan

 

This match was actually played. Names and location have been changed for dramatic effect.

“Hello and welcome to the frigid confines of the Lakefront Stadium. It is the Championship game between the Chicago Football Club and the visitors. I am Dion Brown, your host for the occasion. Let me tell you there have been a lot of trash talk between the two teams all week. But the Chicago club is a bigger more physical club than the visitors. With the snow and mud expect them to put the ball in the hands of their veteran running back. The Chicago boys are used to the weather and the play of their brash quarterback. Tall and agile. His accuracy and the league’s best defense make them favored.”

 

It’s a noon kick off. A sunny day and the ball is in the air. The visitors get the ball first. There’s play back and forth. Dirty uniforms. Tenuous footing and overexertion. The gun signals the end of the first half. Scoreless. It isn’t without best efforts by both teams. But in a game like this a single mistake can change the outcome. A pass overthrown by inches off the fingers of the receiver. “Fans, this is what to expect in this climate and what’s on the line. I’ve played in a few games like this. The game is physical and the score is tight.” The visibly dirty home whites. The blood and fights. When it gets to the goal line stand both clubs have stood strong if they even cross midfield.

 

“The second half is ready to start and Chicago gets the ball to start.” The crowd is loud but cannot drown out the sound of the bone rattling hits. Chicago moves the ball with their strong armed quarterback. Picking up chunks of yardage. The crowd gets louder. Once across midfield the visitor’s defense made their presence felt with pressure on the star signal caller. But get close enough to the end zone. The time consuming drive ended with an interception at the goal line. The sidelines are stoic and fatigue show on their face. Chicago thinks the game should played out differently. They game-planned to use their size that got them to this game.

 

“I’m your host for this masterpiece of a game, Dion Brown. If you’re not on the edge of your seats then you’re not feeling your extremities.” The visitors are back to the ground game deep in their own side of the field. He’s fumbled once in the game. Chicago was unable to take advantage and the score reflect the frustration. The snow is coming down heavy as the sun is going down. A mixture of runs and short passes move the visitors cross midfield as the game is winding down under two minutes. Shortly they’ll be within field goal range. Under a minute left to go and momentum clearly in their hands. They decide to run a play they hadn’t all game: a deep pass. Chicago had just stuffed two running plays and the decision to throw it deep is made. Comparison of the two quarterbacks should have given Chicago the edge but desperation throws out all the rules with the clock running and it looking like overtime is coming which would have made this game even more epic. The ball is in the air with the heavy wind and snow and debris. The ball is barely visible once it leaves the QB’s hand scrambling towards the right sideline and lands in the hands visitor’s star receiver. Stretched out fully 6 feet and he held on as the gun signaled the end of the game. “This is Dion Brown signing off after one heck of a game. And things I cannot say on the radio.”              

Monday, November 27, 2023

"Discover" Review

Hi Godfrey,
What a thoughtful review. It’s always gratifying to me when someone recognizes that issues are a vital part of poetry, neglected by so many. I appreciate your perceptions 
And cogent comments. Thanks.

Best regards, Gary


Discover,” by Gary Beck is watching the world change and at the same time it stays the same. Discover the difference of education urban or rural or radicals quoting Martin Luther King. And for the generations all the more head strong we are in the same whirlwind as Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. Lucky for us we watched the march to madness while others woke up in it and it’s all they know.  

 

“People dog walking  

sitting on the grass, eating, reading, texting, 

comfortable and relaxed,  

as if it’s not America ravaged by Covid-19, 

angrily divided by political factions 

that prefer collapse  

to compromise. 

(The Park) 

 

“The life of the city 

Relies on 

Continuation 

No matter who dies 

things will go on, 

as long as the wheels 

that make things run 

keep turning.  

(Continuation) 

 

Gary and I chatted a few times during covid always a quip and a contribution to my publication. At the time and since then he's plain spoken and bold with his words. I looked at it as if he was telling the American story that many dictators/governors wanted to bury. Meanwhile we still had to find a way to live.  

 

After showing I.D., 

insurance card, I’m busy filling out forms; 

name, address, age, 

a zillion health questions, 

page after page 

of personal info, 

race, creed… 

Well not creed. 

There are still some limits to hospital intrusions, 

As long as you can pay.” 

(Clinic) 

   

The Governor of Texas  

forbidding censorship, signed a bill, banning 

social media platforms 

from removing posts because of political views.  

Under the new rules  

Facebook and Twitter  

can’t remove or moderate  

a users post.  

Private citizens can sue 

social media companies for violating the law 

as long as they live in Texas.  

Yahoo 

(The Eyes of Texas…) 

 

Corporate America 

sits in their boardrooms 

determining policies 

to increase their profits, 

a consistent process  

that overshadows 

many other concerns. 

The recent initiative  

to increase taxes 

that actually aren’t paid 

will easily be deflected 

by indentured legislators  

eager to do the bidding 

of remote masters, 

rewarding obedience 

with position, power, comforts, 

as the growing separation 

between haves and have nots 

is carefully engineered 

preserving the privileged, 

deaccesing the people.  

(National Interests)  

 

The pandemic wasn’t the only thing going worldwide. Protests, conflicts and all eyes on U.S. 

 

My stubborn son 

refused to listen to me.  

Don’t worry, Papa. 

The Americans promised  

to take us with them  

When they leave’. 

My headstrong daughter  

Refused to listen to me: 

Don’t worry, Papa, 

I’ll be alright  

Working for the Americans. 

They’ll be here for a long time 

And it’s a great opportunity 

for me to have a career 

as a translator. 

The Americans promised  

To take us with them 

if they left. 

Surely we can trust them  

Not to abandon us.” 

Ignored 

 

These are some that reached out to me as a poet. If you’re a lover of poetry and history there is much to discover before your neighborhood library decides to ban it. It is a roller coaster of moods as the world is consuming itself we still have to worry about the small things that become large because of what we don’t know any won’t ever be told in our lifetimes. Keep this on your bookshelf like a holy book because it is as I said before the more things change the more they stay the same.  

 

Godfrey Logan