No Sports Detriments: Fans and Players

No drama without cruelty, but they’re also human beings - a rhyming poem about sports.

Teams voice some plans
For our rigorous scans…
The game’s underway -
For God’s sake, let’s play!
A glorious flight
Provides such delight!

Uproarious laughter,
For then, and hereafter.
These amplified rages
Are detachments in stages…
That big twist, that flight,
Is a win Sunday night.

No shock to the system,
We wouldn’t have missed ‘em. 
That superbly held voice
Is for exercising choice…
A trustworthy gaming
Is the stunt of less shaming.

Sustaining great visions
Involves some decisions.
Those glamorous seeds,
While they balance those deeds.
Just reenlist players,
The great evil slayers -

A comment is bragged,
Preeminence bagged…
Implies brushing paint -
That jovial saint.
The struggles which stained
Will not be constrained…