They glare at each other
across the wide expanse
of Headingley Lane – two brick-armoured
behemoths ready to joust in defence
of pecuniary gain and student thirst.
Sturdy knights of alcohol, they will
contest the field of honour to the bitter
(or even lager) end – The Original Oak
and The Skyrack, each with their loyal
clientele, casting their nets wide
to haul in the stray fish of the uncommitted.
Their pennants flying in the field,
each one determined not to yield.
Bill Fitzsimons