Not that You Won or Lost but How You Played The Game

I found these beautiful words in my parents house in Dublin, Ireland. Who wrote these words?

For when the one Great Scorer comes to write against your name, he writes, not that you won or lost, but how you play the game

Does anyone know who wrote this? Grantland Rice, Alumunus Football, Only the Brave and Other Poems (1941) seems to be credited a lot however, my old graphic letters version says Newbolt (would this be Cardinal Newbolt)? I’ll post the original Celtic letters version in ‘spread the moment’ section in a few days.  Meanwhile, does anyone know, for sure, who wrote these words?

You can download this as a poster by clicking on it or print it out and post it onto a notice board, or a dressing room. The debate also continues elsewhere on this site as we occassionally post this verse to see if we get any different comments – see  July 2009 and also in Jan 2010 . Please keep adding comments. Thank you.

Here is a different, yet beautiful, overlapping  intriguing version of the poem – written in 1925 by JB Downie in Minneapolis, USA, kindly sent into us by Peggy Legrande.

When The Master Referee Peggy Legrande


This beautiful piece of art & poetry was framed and hung proudly in Peggy’s parent’s home. She is now passing this on to her own grandson. Long may it inspire him and his family to come. Thank you again Peggy – warm wishes to you and yours  from London and Dublin.

, , , , , , , ,

59 Responses to Not that You Won or Lost but How You Played The Game

  1. cooleen McCarthy January 9, 2009 at 3:46 pm #

    I know these words well from my father, who himself was a great sportsman. Jim McCarthy, captained Munster and Ireland and played with the Lions. Dad regularly uses this quote. He is now 84 years old and in great form. I will ask him where he first heard that quote and hopefully answer your query.

  2. Paul Smith January 12, 2009 at 6:37 pm #

    Cooleen it would indeed be an honour to hear how your father came across these words. Perhaps he might also have some stories of sportsmanship (I’ll bet he has) which I would love to share with others.

    Meanwhile the Independent newspaper (11 October 2007) endorsed this spirit of sportsmanship (and your father in particular):
    “But when were men’s finest hours defined solely by the ultimate outcome? What of their spirit, individual acts of supreme courage and bravery? What of their honesty, the way in which they represented their countries and enhanced the great values of their sport? Such qualities are the bedrock of the game, and the Lions of the Fifties were the epitome of those values.” This was taken from an article in the Independent news paper which your father might enjoy. Click on the title: Paris the perfect setting for reunion of ‘Invincible Lions’

    One South African journalist wrote: “South Africa owes a manifold debt to the British Isles rugby touring team. They have rescued our rugby from becoming a matter merely of boot and brawn.”

    The independent article continued: “J S McCarthy, perhaps Ireland’s greatest ever open side and a member of Ireland’s only Grand Slam team of 1948, was a particular good friend of [the late] Peter Kininmonth’s (no.8 for Scotland and the Lions). As Tony O’Reilly said: “They were like ‘The Odd Couple’, Walter Matthau and Jack Lemmon, inseparable and enormous fun.”

  3. b sullivan May 2, 2009 at 11:45 pm #

    This quotation comes from the poem, “Alumnus Football”, by Grantland Rice. Rice was a great sportswriter who coined the phrase “The Four Horsemen” of Notre Dame and is also credited with the name “The Crimson Tide” for the University of Alabama football team. He is featured as a character in the movie “Bagger Vance” as well. You might enjoy reading the whole poem, which is on the theme of perseverance.

  4. George Langston 94 May 21, 2009 at 8:39 pm #

    b sullivan

    I would love to read the whole poem again. My parents too had a small metal plaque on the wall with those famous words thereon circa 1925


  5. Paul Smith July 6, 2009 at 10:08 am #

    Well George. The plot thickens. Circa 1925 eh… as an earlier comment suggested 1930s. So the search goes on. I’ve yet to find the full poem ….but pls ignore Sheetz’s Amendment:
    “It’s not whether you win or lose but how you place the blame (in John Peers 1001 Logical Laws . . . 1979).”

    If anyone does find the full poem – pls send it to me as we really need to publish it here also.

    We will find it!

    • Mary DuValeus January 17, 2014 at 1:18 am #

      This is the whole poem:

      “For when the one great scorer comes
      To write against your name,
      He writes not that you won or lost
      But how you played the game.”

      • prsmith February 28, 2014 at 8:07 am #

        Thanks Mary
        this beautiful verse has generated some great comments:
        25 comments Since the original 2008 post/article
        11 comments since 2009 separate post/article
        You can see the full poem below your comment now also.
        Please do keep sending us comments on any of our stories. Many thanks. ~ Paul

      • Peggy August 4, 2014 at 4:25 am #

        I have the actual poem. it is very old, and hung on my grandmother’s wall when my father was a child. He hung it in our home in the 60’s, and when Dad died in 2007, at age 86, it was here in his house.

        This puts it in the late 1910-20s at the latest. If you leave me an email I will send you a screen shot of the piece, but it reads as follows:

        “We can’t all play a winning game, someone is sure to lose, Yet we can play so that our name, no one may dare accuse. That when the Master Referee scores against our name, it won’t be whether we won or lost, but how we played the game.”

        • prsmith August 4, 2014 at 7:51 am #

          Peggy this is fantastic. Many thanks. Who is the author?

          • Robert Kelley February 28, 2016 at 6:59 pm #

            You can find the original poem was written by J.B. Downie before Grantland Rice was born. Did he plagiarize or was the idea his own. At least he didn’t go word for word.

          • Peggy Legrande February 29, 2016 at 12:36 am #

            I know nothing of the origin of this poem. My dad was the youngest of 5 boys and he was born in 1921. The piece hung first in my grandmother’s
            house in Colgate, Oklahoma when Dad was growing up. His brothers were much older than him…I suppose the poem was printed sometime in the time between 1910 and 1925. My poor Grandma…she raised those boys by herself during the depression.

  6. John Miles July 10, 2009 at 2:04 pm #

    One of the great sports poems of all time by one of the greatest sports writers…

    Alumnus football
    Grantland Rice

    Bill Jones had been the shining star upon his college team.
    His tackling was ferocious and his bucking was a dream.
    When husky William took the ball beneath his brawny arm
    They had two extra men to ring the ambulance alarm.

    Bill hit the line and ran the ends like some mad bull amuck.
    The other team would shiver when they saw him start to buck.
    And when some rival tackler tried to block his dashing pace,
    On waking up, he’d ask, “Who drove that truck across my face?”

    Bill had the speed-Bill had the weight-Bill never bucked in vain;
    From goal to goal he whizzed along while fragments, strewed the plain,
    And there had been a standing bet, which no one tried to call,
    That he could make his distance through a ten-foot granite wall.

    When he wound up his college course each student’s heart was sore.
    They wept to think bull-throated Bill would sock the line no more.
    Not so with William – in his dreams he saw the Field of Fame,
    Where he would buck to glory in the swirl of Life’s big game.

    Sweet are the dreams of college life, before our faith is nicked-
    The world is but a cherry tree that’s waiting to be picked;
    The world is but an open road-until we find, one day,
    How far away the goal posts are that called us to the play.

    So, with the sheepskin tucked beneath his arm in football style,
    Bill put on steam and dashed into the thickest of the pile;
    With eyes ablaze he sprinted where the laureled highway led-
    When Bill woke up his scalp hung loose and knots adorned his head.

    He tried to run the ends of life, but with rib-crushing toss
    A rent collector tackled him and threw him for a loss.
    And when he switched his course again and dashed into the line
    The massive Guard named Failure did a toddle on his spine.

    Bill tried to punt out of the rut, but ere he turned the trick
    Right Tackle Competition scuttled through and blocked the kick.
    And when he tackled at Success in one long, vicious prod
    The Fullback Disappointment steered his features in sod.

    Bill was no quitter, so he tried a buck in higher gear,
    But Left Guard Envy broke it up and stood him on his ear.
    Whereat he aimed a forward pass, but in two vicious bounds
    Big Center Greed slipped through a hole and rammed him out of bounds.

    But one day, when across the Field of Fame the goal seemed dim,
    The wise old coach, Experience, came up and spoke to him.
    “Oh Boy,” he said, “the main point now before you win your bout
    Is keep on bucking Failure till you’ve worn the piker out!”

    “And, kid, cut out this fancy stuff – go in there, low and hard;
    Just keep your eye upon the ball and plug on, yard by yard,
    And more than all, when you are thrown or tumbled with a crack,
    Don’t sit there whining-hustle up and keep on coming back;

    “Keep coming back with all you’ve got, without an alibi,
    If Competition trips you up or lands upon your eye,
    Until at last above the din you hear this sentence spilled:
    ‘We might as well let this bird through before we all get killed.’

    “You’ll find the road is long and rough, with soft spots far apart,
    Where only those can make the grade who have the Uphill Heart.
    And when they stop you with a thud or halt you with a crack,
    Let Courage call the signals as you keep on coming back.

    “Keep coming back, and though the world may romp across your spine,
    Let every game’s end find you still upon the battling line;
    For when the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name,
    He writes – not that you won or lost – but how you played the Game

    • Peggy Reynolds Dudley May 28, 2015 at 12:10 am #

      I agree with John Miles because I found this poem and it was said to be written by Grantland Rice and published in The Nashville Tennessean. I’m sure I read it first at Harpeth Hall in high school. I found out from my mother that her father, E.S. Brugh roomed with Grandland Rice when they were students at Vanderbilt Law School. My grandfather Mr.Brugh, as I would hear him called. went on to be a school teacher and Principal at Tarbox School. Then he opened his own insurance business. My father who was a writer at the Nashville Banner also told me about what a great writer Grantland Rice was. I love his writing about The Four Horsemen of Notre Dame.

      • Paul Smith June 4, 2015 at 1:44 pm #

        Peggy, many thanks for this. It just gets more intriguing all the time. Your grandfather Mr. Brugh, roomed with Grantland Rice. That must have been interesting! Coincidentally, I spoke in Notre Dame and we now have a great alliance. Incidentally, I read the verse to 60 Year 5 students (aged 9) yesterday and they loved it. Thanks again Peggy Reynolds Dudley – some fine Irish heritage there, methinks! Best wishes, Paul

  7. Paul Smith July 13, 2009 at 4:51 pm #

    John, thank you so much. I’ve just sat and indulged every word and line. What pictures he paints with words and all layered with wisdom too. Wonderful stuff. Thanks again. Paul Smith

  8. Richard Beale May 29, 2010 at 8:44 pm #

    According to an exerpt from
    the poem, Alumnus Football, first appeared in an article written by Grantland Rice for the Nashville Tennessean in 1908 to describe a Vanderbilt alumnus football game.

  9. Richard Beale May 29, 2010 at 9:05 pm #

    Thank you. For verification, the complete address is

  10. prsmith June 9, 2010 at 9:42 am #

    Thanks Richard
    interestingly this source says:
    “It’s not how you win or lose, but how you play the game,” is a misquote from the poem….!

    I have also got some feedback from Linkedin Sports discussion which I wil try and dig out and post here soon.

    This is intriguing. Interesting to see who the World Cup heroes are – see home page for my 3 World Cup Sportsmanship heroes. Thanks again.

  11. David Bone October 21, 2010 at 12:00 pm #

    The illuminated plaque which has Grantland Rice’s poem attributed wrongly to Newbolt (Sir Henry Newbolt, not Cardinal Newman) is confusing “how you played the game” [Rice] with “Play up! Play Up! and play the game!” [Newbolt]. Easily done, I suppose, … but on a wall plaque!?

  12. prsmith October 22, 2010 at 7:40 am #

    David, that is very helpful. Do you, by any chance, have the full poem by Cardinal Newbolt (and year of publication)? It would be good to post it here so that we have both poems for reference. Many thanks for your clarification. Paul

  13. FNZ4MF June 4, 2011 at 5:07 am #

    There is a boys camp in Goshen Pass, Va called Camp Virginia. The directer was Mac Pitt,Baseball Coach and Athletic directer at University of Richmond. This quote was on a huge poster on the wall of the mess building. He preached this the whole time we were at camp…Too bad most professional athletes don’t have a clue what it means,,,
    “For when the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name,
    He writes – not that you won or lost – but how you played the Game”

    • prsmith June 8, 2011 at 9:22 am #

      Many thanks Mike. Great to hear others use these great words also. FYI I just posted a link to a video of an American basketball player Chris Herren, ex pro and recovering addict, and one who sees what sport is all about – fun. He pleads with parents to let kids have fun and they’ll keep at it – that is sportsmanship also. Check it out on my home page – the video is pretty powerful. Thanks again & very best wishes to Mac Pitt and all at Uni Richmond from a Dubliner in London.

  14. Pam June 12, 2011 at 2:49 pm #

    I’ve had the Great scorer quoted at my for more years than I care to remember,I knew it was by Grantland Rice but never until today seeing the full poem I thought it was like,Vitai Lamparda ‘ Play up and play the game’by Sir Henry Newbolt about cricket,guess your never too old to learn something new

  15. prsmith June 22, 2011 at 2:09 pm #

    Indeed Pam.
    However the debate continues because the beautiful graphic styled verse that I found in my family home
    clearly says Newbolt – see the graphic

    Scroll down to the poster. Pass it on and see if anyone else has a clear view on it.
    Regardless of who wrote it – they are powerful words and an acid test as to whether a coach or a player really believes in sportsmanship – will they post the poster up?
    Regards, Paul

  16. hhevers June 22, 2011 at 2:46 pm #

    I first heard the line spoken when watching the movie: Bobby Jones: Stroke of Genius. I never forgot that line. In fact I wrote it down because I was so impressed by it. That was a couple of years ago. I often wondered about the line. I didn’t realise it was an actual quote and not just a line made up by a brilliant scriptwriter.

    And then to find this site and to read about the origin of the line…simply remarkable. Thank you.

    By the way, the movie was good too! 🙂

  17. prsmith June 22, 2011 at 3:39 pm #

    Thanks hhevers, I’ll watch out for the movie. Also feel free to use the poster – it may inspire others!

  18. Robert Kelley August 14, 2012 at 10:50 pm #

    May I enter the discussion on who wrote those final lines of Rice’s epic poem. I am 80 years old and have a framed wall poem by
    Jacob B. Downie(1843-1912) from as far back as I can remember.It goes: We can’t all play a winning game,
    Someone is sure to lose.
    But we can play so that our name,
    No one may dare accuse,
    That when the Master Referee
    Scores against our name.
    It wont be whether we won or lost,
    But how we played the game.

    • prsmith August 17, 2012 at 8:12 am #

      Robert, thank you very much for this new angle to this discussion which has been going on for a few years on this site (see also other discussion for an additional discussion).

      Richard Beale previously suggested the poem, Alumnus Football, first appeared in an article written by Grantland Rice for the Nashville Tennessean in 1908 to describe a Vanderbilt alumnus football game. Whereas Robert, you suggest Jacob B. Downie (Irish name?) 1843-1912. Although the words are slightly different they may have been written around the same time by different poets? The plot thickens. Richard have you got a date that Downie’s verse was published? Fascinating stuff. Thanks once again. Paul

    • Paul Smith January 4, 2015 at 9:32 pm #

      Amazing Robert. Sorry for slow reply. Many thanks for this intriguing information.
      More information coming in – so please have a look at some of the other comments particularly one very recent comment from Steve Cowers.
      With very best wishes ~ Paul

  19. Steve & Carol Stowers December 15, 2014 at 6:16 am #

    Our family has a metal plaque from the Shapleigh Hardware Co. with this quote, no author referenced. My research suggests the plaque was produced by Shapleigh between 1897 to 1908. Does this raise question as to Grantland Rice being the originator? The plaque belonged to my wife’s grandfather, Orson Ryan, whose son Kent played football for the Lions we believe the plaque was obtained about 1908. Do we know when Rice composed his poem? I’m curious about the possible Irish origin.

    • Paul Smith January 4, 2015 at 9:27 pm #

      Wow Steve this is truly intriguing. This discussion has been going on since 2008 and I’ve never heard this angle. Please send me a photo of the plaque. With your permission I’ll add it to this post plus post it on our facebook page etc. and will invite anyone to send more information.

      Grantland Rice’s poem was published in 1941. The full poem is here:
      In fact, this link opens up a few other sources.

      Meanwhile, another helpful reader, Mr. Robert Kelley kindly added this comment: May I enter the discussion on who wrote those final lines of Rice’s epic poem. I am 80 years old and have a framed wall poem by Jacob B. Downie(1843-1912) from as far back as I can remember.It goes: We can’t all play a winning game,
      Someone is sure to lose.
      But we can play so that our name,
      No one may dare accuse,
      That when the Master Referee
      Scores against our name.
      It wont be whether we won or lost,
      But how we played the game.

      Steve, Downie is an Irish name? Also have a look in the comments and you’ll see another Lions player who used to quote this verse to his children a long long time ago.

      A framed version of the ornate graphics version of the verse used to hang on the wall in my parents’ bedroom in Dubin, way back in the 60s.

      I am delighted with your information. Please send photo plus any more information.
      Many thanks ~ Paul (author of Great Moments Of Sportsmanship)

      • Bettye Duplantier July 3, 2015 at 4:48 am #

        In 1925 The Buzza Company published the above poem entitled “Playing the Game” by J. B. Downie.

        George Buzza, founder of The Buzza Co., published greeting cards, calendar posters and other fine paper products. By post-WWI the company along with other fine publishing houses were framing poems, also referred to as “poetry from the heart” and now Buzza mottoes.

        Buzza employed some of the finest illustrators of the day such as Leo Mero, well-known Edgar Guest, Sam Foss, and Anne Campbell. The company published poems and writings by Edgar Allan Poe, Maurine Hathaway and J. P. McEvoy.

        In the 1920s at the height of their business, The Buzza Co. produced their finest work. The illustrating department created superb designs which were reverent to the poetry, and Buzza printed on quality paper using quality inks. The frames were also made in house.

        Economics, changing times and a faster pace of living, all led to the demise of this charming custom.

        Mr. Kelly most likely has a framed motto published by The Buzza Co., who also published under Craftacres – the name of their building in Minneapolis, from 1925.

        • Paul Smith July 8, 2015 at 10:01 am #

          Well thank you Bettye. That is fascinating. I wonder if the Buzza company did the graphics on this lovely verse? Thanks very much for the information.

  20. april rose gonzaga January 22, 2015 at 9:52 am #

    i once became a player of chess but i loose the game but i accept it because my father and teacher always say to me play the game fair and accept the result of the game and be sport

  21. realityontheroad June 4, 2015 at 6:13 pm #

    Hello. Sorry to jump in here. I live in Boston and recently acquired this poem via a 1920’s framed Buzzo Motto. I was trying to research it’s value and came across your group thread. I found my poem in a bargain bin in an old thrift shop. The tag on the back said, “Jacob B. Downie’s “Playing the Game” Gibson Buzza Motto cir. 1920.” I found a photo of one that looks just like mine online via another seller. Link >>

    • Paul Smith July 8, 2015 at 11:16 am #

      Welcome to the conversation. This is very interesting. I have heard of Buzzo, though ‘Jacob B Downie’ is new to me. What is the pinterest image – the link didn’t work. If you get a chance maybe you could photograph front and back and we’ll post them up here. Thanks very much. ~ Paul

  22. Mayvella Knights August 18, 2015 at 7:36 pm #

    Anyone ever heard of Douglas DeLong or DeLorry…..I believe he was a friend of Rice, Walt Mason and DeWolf Hopper. Any help would be appreciated.

    • Paul Smith August 27, 2015 at 4:58 pm #

      No I haven’t Mayvella. Why do you ask?

      • May Knights February 17, 2017 at 8:10 pm #

        So sorry, Paul! I am just now reading your comment. I ask because I came across 5 pages of hand typed poetry edited by a Douglas Delong, Aug. 10, 1943. Poems by Thayer, Rice and Walt Mason. Two of these poems I cannot find anywhere…..It looks like Mr. Delong was editing for someone.

  23. Dean Rombie October 18, 2015 at 7:20 pm #

    I have an original of the poem given to me by my Mother in 1949 that I cherish. I was a young child. It is gold leaf with a picture of two dueling horses with men in coats of armor. It is in an old glass case maybe 5 X 5 inches. Would love to share it but dont know how to post the picture. It also has some inpirational writing on the back.

    • Paul Smith October 19, 2015 at 6:15 am #

      Hi Dean, this sounds amazing. Perhaps you might email me the photo and I’ll then post it for you. – perhaps two photo on of the front and the words and the back also? Many thanks
      ~ Paul

      • Dean Rombie October 25, 2015 at 3:02 pm #

        Good Morning Paul, they are on the way !

        All The Best, Dean

    • Sherry Edger January 26, 2017 at 12:44 am #

      I have been researching two knights sparing and the J B Downing poem, Playing the game. It’s black and gold. It was my grandparents and I want to pass it on to my son. First I was looking for some back ground info on it.

      • Paul Smith January 26, 2017 at 9:50 am #

        Sherry – that is fascinating. Perhaps you might post the full poem in an other comment – as it sounds different to my poem.
        By The Way, If you enter the word : POEM into the search engine in the top right hand corner (with the magnifying glass icon), you will find 3 different posts/articles about ‘For when the one great scorer …’ poem, and, more interestingly, you will find some even more intriguing comments suggesting the source of this poem.
        I wish you well and thank you for your comment.

        • SherryEdger January 26, 2017 at 3:07 pm #

          Is there a way I can post a picture of it?

          • Paul Smith January 27, 2017 at 9:54 am #

            Yes I’ll send you an address separately.

  24. Robert Kelley February 28, 2016 at 7:20 pm #

    From all the above it should be evident that the idea was NOT first expressed by Grantland Rice.

  25. Ann Connolly July 1, 2016 at 8:22 pm #

    Here is a poem given to Dutch Tennis Star Tom Okker by his mother on his first trip to Australia in 1964.

    whatever the game and whatever the odds
    The winning is all up to you
    For it isn’t the score, and it isn’t the prize
    That counts when the playing is through!

    The best you can do may not be quite enough
    To defeat your opponents today;
    But you never can lose, and you never can fail
    If you “put all you’ve got” in your play;

    For the greatest reward that your efforts can bring,
    Is the fact that you stood the test.
    That you played a clean game, and you fought a good fight,
    And you always were doing your best!

    In the great game of Life it’s the purpose to win,
    And the courage to fight till you’ve won,
    That determines for you what degree of success
    Will be scored to your credit, my son”

    • Paul Smith July 2, 2016 at 7:26 am #

      Ann, thank you for sending this. It is wonderful. How did you find this? Thanks so much for typing it and posting it – it’s beautiful – what greta advice for a mother to give her young professional son stepping into a new world. There is another story here……. thanks again.

      • Ann June 21, 2017 at 10:43 pm #

        Pau l it is in a book written by Tom Okker about his early tennis career.

        • Paul Smith June 22, 2017 at 7:59 am #

          Many thanks Ann. If you have the book , perhaps you could take photo of the cover and also the page wit the poem & post it here (or email me ) . Many thanks, Paul

  26. Karen Grant February 16, 2017 at 11:08 pm #

    This is great!!!! I have a Buzza Motto “Playing The Game” poem credited to J. B. Downie and art by Lee Mero. I purchased it from an estate sale. The back says “To my sister, Ann, with love., Florence. Christmas 1927” With the Grantland Rice name in this thread, I thought I would throw this curveball (hahahahaha )Lee Mero married Kathryn Rice in 1920!!!! How bizarre is that??? Have enjoyed the thread!

    • Paul Smith February 17, 2017 at 9:33 am #

      Thank you Karen for this intriguing insight. if you get a moment – perhaps you might send a photo or scan the poem – (both sides ie including the ‘To my sister Ann….’ and I’ll add it to the blog post in due course.


  1. Not That You Won or Lost but……………… at Great Moments of Sportsmanship - October 14, 2009

    […] discussion has been ongoing since I first posted a question about  these magical sportsmanship words back in December 2008.  However I still wonder why the attached beautiful graphic (which used […]

  2. Not That You Won or Lost but……………… « Great Moments Of Sportsmanship - July 9, 2010

    […] was so pleased to receive the  full poem from John Miles (see 6th comment on this link) – many thanks […]

  3. Not That You Won or Lost but……………… | Great Moments Of Sportsmanship - September 9, 2012

    […] has been ongoing since I first posted a question about  these magical sportsmanship words back in December 2008  and subsequently in Jan 2010. However, I still wonder why the attached beautiful graphic (which […]

  4. New Year – Old Poem – Great Sport | Great Moments Of Sportsmanship - September 9, 2012

    […] see July 2009 post (with lots of comments) and also see the original post (with many more comments) Dec 2008 […]

  5. Bush League or Little League? - T H E 6 T H F L O O R - March 9, 2014

    […] in baseball, the game as I knew it has changed, maybe it has passed me by. Still the words of Grantland Rice ring true in regards to our opening game, “not that you won or lost – but how you […]

  6. Smiling Helps You Win In Sport and in Life | Great Moments Of Sportsmanship - December 15, 2017

    […] you like this poem, you might also like this other, even shorter,  poem about sportsmanship. It is visually beautiful with amazing ornate graphics & makes a great Christmas gift or […]

Leave a Reply