A single instant locked away, that neither fades nor slips to gray. Though life moves on and moments flow, I keep a past you used to know.

I sleep in stone with silent might, a buried heart of darkest night. But wake me with the furnace flame, and I will bend yet stay the same. I help your blood, I build your blade - in earth and in the forge I'm made.

I start as one who has no home, I hold a circle in my core, My end's a queue, a verse, a row, As whole, I make the young ones soar.

I am the home of the world’s greatest 'experts,' where victories are easy and every play is clear. From my plush embrace, coaches are sacked, passes are never missed, and the 'right' call is always obvious after the whistle blows. I support the person who has all the answers but never steps onto the field. What am I?

Protection from the elements and keeping your hands safe without these pair you surely will go to waste