I sit alone, a solitary space

A realm of solitude, calm and still

My eyes begin to glaze over as I stare at the screen in my hands

The players dance upon the field

Their stories and struggles revealed

In solitude, I find my retreat

A front-row seat to each heartbeat

The coaches roar distant, but it’s spirit near

As moments of triumph and defeat appear

The drama unfolds, frame by frame

In solitude’s realm it’s not the same

Solitude and football, a unique blend

A journey of emotions that never ends

So I embrace this moment, just me and the game

In solitude’s sanctuary where memories harden

A football film’s magic, a solitary delight 

A harmony of emotions that takes flight