Football Poets

“Twenty-five percent possession?
Doesn’t sound that much.
Twenty-five percent possession?
Surely not enough.
Twenty-five percent possession?
Reckon we’ll need more.
Let the Red Shirts hog the ball, […]

Will the Sky Blues come back
three down and on their way out ?
but hang on they’re turning it round
the City are in with a shout.
Its now all level at 3-3
us fans are all up on our feet,
this team we love […]

The first is the Hollywood, lofted
or hooked thirty yards from its target’s foot
over an advertising board for East Neuk Salt.

The second is the slide rule
from a vision barely peripheral –
a pitch for […]

so much has happened in our world since last time
but suddenly a tournament draws near
so all we ask is keep your poems flowing
soon so soon it will be here once more
and may our rhymes reflect these times […]

There was a lack of football on TV.
So you invented the Champions League.
But now your players are so tired you say.
Wheeze is to scrap FA Cup match replays.

Chop, change, tinker and tweak.
When will […]

And so English football
Bids farewell to Europe
Apart from Villa of course
It was nice to know you
For a season or quite
A few, it was a blast
Firstly West Ham
Toppled by the German
Infantry and […]

When a player dominates a game
to the extent
that no other could be considered extant….

When a player cruises
beyond bruises
and delivers shock and awe…

and a four purloined score…

how then
to ackno […]

Hold their hand, as today is that day.
Give them a hug, it can go a long way.
Give them your time, lend them an ear.
Because today is that time of year.
Be there to listen, to take in every word.
35 years on, […]

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No flags or banners will fly on the Kop tonight.

On a big European night, such an unusual sight.

The Club have raised ticket prices without a care.

So, no banners big or small, waved high in the […]

It could be the night of nights
But probably won’t be
When push comes to a shove
West Ham
Germany calling
Your country needs you
To be present and correct
Possibly a match too far
Bayern Leverkusen […]

‘Be quiet; the weather’s on the night news.’
Stephen Malkmus, Watery, Domestic

Cirrus never whispers, or was that Texas?
What you really meant was cumulonimbus
with deep grey future rain around its […]

You take ten points off.
You give four points back.
Off, back, off, back,
You hang ’em on a rack.
You do the Hokey Cokey,
And you turn around,
Is that what it’s all about?

You take two more off. […]

Joe Kinnear always in the know
Farewell to the show
To the football pitch
Never kitsch
Joe Kinnear
Where the White Hart Lane
Purists were in mutual appreciation
Of his valuable sense of
Morality which […]