Close-up of a yellow triangular warning sign tattoo with a black outline and a football tackle pictogram on the calf, worn with a navy football boot and black sock.

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Football tackle warning sign on a calf

Calf · Mixed · Photo

A black-outlined yellow triangular warning sign sits on the outside of a calf, showing two black pictogram figures, one tackling the other beside a football. The linework is bold and flat with solid black outlines and figures, and the yellow fill gives the tattoo its main colour. The subject is shown at close range on grass, with a navy football boot and black sock with white branding at the bottom of the frame.

Calf Triangle Figure

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The brief came in on a Tuesday, scrawled on the back of a parish council minute: a triangle, yellow, the sort of thing you see outside schools, but with two men on it. One stood upright, the other slid feet first across the grass, a ball between them like a full stop. 'Make it clear,' the clerk had written. 'Nobody reads words on the touchline.'

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I cut the stencil from the old highways sheet we keep for the bridge at Haddon Cross. The trouble with pictograms is that they need a bit of cheek. A man with his arms out has to look like he means it. I gave the tackler a stiff little bend at the knee and a head like a thimble, and the slider got his arms flung back as if he were diving off a board nobody had built.

Harold Penney stood at the gate the morning we fixed it, arms folded, saying the sign was an insult to the Whitsun side. His boy had been sent off in 1971 for, in Harold's words, 'a fair challenge on the ball.' The clerk asked me to make the figure on the grass look less hurt. I said the grass is what it is. We bolted the thing to the post anyway, yellow face toward the car park, black lines still tacky enough to smell.

Next summer a lad from the visiting side read it aloud before kick-off, and the whole touchline laughed, Harold loudest. Nobody has gone in hard at that corner since without someone pointing at the post first. The offcut stencil still hangs over my bench, the little slider still flying.