Goalpost

The goalpost blocked Gustavo's shot.

Rachel's left-footed piledriver smacked the goalpost and rebounded away to safety to a chorus of agonised groans from the terraces.

The ball ricocheted off the goalpost and went in.

The ball hit the goalpost.

Some kids were having a kickabout on the grass beside the walkway, cheering, groaning, calling for the ball, absorbed in the game, a self-contained universe marked out by jackets for goalposts and invisible touchlines.

[…] whatever you eat, how much you drink, you know the goalposts keep moving all the time, and it's difficult to be sure that, but I don't think it's harmful, not the amount I drink.