Of all the saves
In all the games
It had to be Pelé
Of all the discussions
In all the bars
GOAT, is normally the great divider
Greatest player, greatest manager
Greatest team, greatest final
Greatest ….
keeper (you’re up there)
defender
midfielder
No 10
striker
finisher
winger
dribbler
Ref
Tournament….
Every tagging will engender…
debate upon debate
but all the pondering and deliberation
is immediately set aside
when it comes to the Greatest Save…
for none can touch it
Except you did
not just touch it, reach it, block it
but divert it
alter it’s trajectory – as if the sun had exploded
Pelé, was discommoded
but even he
saw the beauty
of how your paw
managed to draw
the very breath away from our lungs
and yet utter in many varied tongues…
“How the……..!!!!!!”
Gordon, we now lay you to rest
in that great goalmouth in the sky
but with a shared saddened sigh
we’ll all acknowledge
that your memory will be as treasured, and….
as safe as the “Banks of England”
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16th February 2019 at 12:54 pm
Much appreciated Dachlan, even more so from a Toffee 🙂
My Dad was a scouse red through and he married into a family of die- hard blue-noses!
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15th February 2019 at 8:53 am
What s superb poet you are Sharon! This from a Toffee.
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13th February 2019 at 4:21 pm
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13th February 2019 at 4:13 pm
I’m somewhat envious that you have this ahead of you! Crispin made my son’s first game special beyond compare when he arranged for the Forest Green Rovers stadium announcer to welcome him to the New Lawn at half time. For as long as I live I’ll remember the look on my son’s face as he heard his name echoing around the ground. Thanks for reminding me just how important these events are.
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13th February 2019 at 4:04 pm
I’m 110% with you on this. Spot on.
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12th February 2019 at 1:52 pm
Simon,
such a beautiful poem – one I wish I’d written. Thanks for sharing.
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12th February 2019 at 11:23 am
It is a beautiful poem indeed.
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11th February 2019 at 12:19 pm
This is such a beautiful poem Simon and incredibly moving. Thanks for posting this.
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30th January 2019 at 7:44 pm
Well in Crispin.
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27th January 2019 at 2:54 pm
I went to see Cefn Druids play in a cup game back in 2007. What a lovely club they are. There are a group of lads who went to Exeter Uni years ago and one day they decided to find a football club where the ground was the hardest to get to from Exeter, Cefn Druids it was, and they have a reunion once a year since that first game many moons ago!
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