In tennis, the players
Whom I am
embracing
Are those
who are, most
Of the time,
self-effacing.
They might
crack a smile
If they make
a great shot
Or give a
huge shout,
But one
thing they are not
Is cocky,
encouraging
Fans to
applaud.
To me, that’s
behavior
Obnoxious
and flawed.
Some beckon
with hand signals:
“Give me
some praise!”
Or grab both
their ears
For some
louder displays.
It reminds
me of someone,
You’ll
surely surmise,
Who demands
to be handed
A Nobel
Peace prize.
For those
most deserving
Of tributes
to bask in
Are those
who would never
Sink low and
start askin’.
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