TeamGB Rio Olympians

Remember best ever twenty twelve?
Rio Olympians think themselves:
This is our time!
Their belief! To achieve this is their chance on boat, or bike,
In pool, or on the track and field;
On horse, every arena, court and pitch,
Olympic rings ooze from every course.
Aside the ring, the boxer lands;
On lake the rower, on sea the sailors Rule Britannia sings.
At TV we'll sit, up late we'll stay awake.
We'll cheer, we'll shout,
We'll will you on in wee small hours
In hope that shooting stars adorn the night
And awake with morning medal showers!
This is your time go do your best!
Four years endeavour, the toil the sweat,
The heart, the joy, the pain;
The memories last forever!
But better than twenty twelve?
Golden chests swell, well well well!
Who would have believed the toil you sweated
Would mean that London could be bettered!

To the Winners!

To be a winner, you need a loser!
Someone who plays their part,
Gives their heart,
Not the plodder, nor the fodder.
Who give whole soul,
To achieve their goal,
But fall short of desired result;
There's no insult,
Their's is no shame,
They made the game!
In coming second,
It's not what they reckoned,
Not what intended,
But how it ended.
The valiant, the vanquished, the anguished
Their light extinguished.
The inches, the yard, the feet.
The difference between the win - defeat!
There is no shame, be not abuser,
To be a winner you need a loser!

Not everyone can win,
The margin can be thin.
For some the best team won.
For others,
Wrong side of coin's toss, a loss;
Hangs round the neck this albatross!
Nothing is left out on the field,
Is it fate, where victory's sealed?
They toil, they try with all their might,
Put up such ferocious fight,
Compete in head to head;
Come second when all is said!
On the day, it's not their day,
They'll have their day one day.
The wait maybe much longer
Their come back will be stronger.
Experience - hope you learned;
Respect it must be earned.
Not everyone can win you see,
Winners enjoy  sweet victory;
Losers back to the drawing board,
But please God don't be overawed;
The Phoenix rises, spring surprises
Your time will come it's not a crisis.
Congratulate the victors with their feat,
Be magnanimous in defeat.
Onto sorrow drowning down the boozer,
Every winner needs a loser!