A little less than PC today (note that it was written almost 60 yrs. ago), but a powerful piece. Kind of a ritual reading for me at the start of the season. (It even has something of a coot reference in one of the lines that I never noticed until rather recently.)
GO TIGERS and KICK THOSE JACKETS!!!
Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio By James Wright
In the Shreve High football stadium, I think of Polacks nursing long beers in Tiltonsville, And gray faces of Negroes in the blast furnace at Benwood, And the ruptured night watchman of Wheeling Steel, Dreaming of heroes.
All the proud fathers are ashamed to go home, Their women cluck like starved pullets, Dying for love.
Therefore, Their sons grow suicidally beautiful At the beginning of October, And gallop terribly against each other’s bodies.