Football in the Winter
¶ 1
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Floodlights on in the afternoon
snow glistening on the pitch
a bright orange ball.
¶ 2
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Cigar smoke wafting through the air
the tannoy blasting out the Beatles
small kids clicking their rattles.
¶ 3
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Crowds packed in tight
cold feet being stamped on terraces
trying hard to keep warm.
¶ 4
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A chap serving hot soup
outside another selling badges
from a large board.
¶ 5
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Players not wearing gloves
many with sleeves rolled up
this is a mans game.
¶ 6
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Football in the raw
on rock hard pitches
and icy conditions.
¶ 7
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Trip down memory lane
football in the winter
at Highfield Road.
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