Sharon Ingle
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S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 8 months ago
Days stretched into weeks
No football, at all
Football is just a game, say those who don’t get it
To us, it’s all we’ve ever known
the centre of everything we’ve planned
Friendlies, cup, home and away, […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 years, 4 months ago
We’re all going on a summer holiday
The football season has begun
It’s the Milk-League-Carling-EFL Cup
The chance for a decent cup runNorwich City played pretty well
Scoring three goals in the first […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 years, 4 months ago
In summer, a fan keeps you warm
A match, lights your barbecue
The ground is where you plant vegetables
The spot, is on your face, it grewThe ball, requires a DJ
A net, to protect soft fruit
Summer […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 years, 10 months ago
If our only injury is a troublesome hamstring
The only crisis is no-one playing on the wing
If the only shock is an early straight red card
Or they equalise ‘cos your keepers caught off guardIf the worst […]
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S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 8 years, 2 months ago
In the 70’s you used to hear them sing
“We are the Barclay Boot Boys”
Added atmosphere that away fans would bring
Tribal singing was one of footballs greatest joysWe got older, they changed the ground
We […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 8 years, 4 months ago
Isn’t it good to be back home
Fresh green pitch on which to draw out our season
and maybe even win sometimes
Scan the ground looking for changes
Greet all the old faces and a few strangers
A new rotating big […] -
Sharon Ingle became a registered member 8 years, 4 months ago
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S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 8 years, 7 months ago
I know I’ll feel this feeling
until the end of time
It’s not easy to keep believing
but they’re my team, always mineOnly other fans understand the meaning
of games won, drawn or lost
How high the highs and so […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 1 month ago
If a picture paints a thousand words
This almost pencilled in a draw
A worthy performance brushed aside
As we did our best to scoreChalk it up to experience
A gutsy defeat will have to do
Almost got a hard […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 4 months ago
He watched us lose, he watched us win
Supported us through thick and thin
Enjoyed the wins, shrugged off defeat
Enjoyed his season ticket seatOne of us, he loved the game
Whatever the score, he sang our […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 6 months ago
As many of you will know
Norfolk is a long way from anywhere
Norwich City were thirty years away from Wembley
Before beating Ipswich over two legs took us back thereA Bank Holiday weekend, no question of what to […]
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S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 7 months ago
It so often begins in childhood
going with your dad, collecting autographs
in teenage years you go with mates
eating pies and drinking halvesThen you meet your missus
and find the grass isn’t greener
It just […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 7 months ago
When your team scores, it’s amazing
We all know that surge of feeling
When Ipswich equalised against us
A fan punched right through his ceilingHe tweeted to show the damage by his fist
He could see the funny […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 9 months ago
You had your Liver Birds
We had Canaries
You had The Beatles, Gerry & the Pacemakers
The whole music scene in fact
Including Cilla Black
We had little transistor radios with a single earpiece
To eavesdrop on your […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 9 months ago
No last minute shopping
shops are deserted
no miles of brake lights
all traffic divertedno glitter or sparkle
no mince pies or mulled wine
a global crowd watches
sport in exotic climesno room for a turkey
in […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 9 months ago
“It’s a bad time to concede a goal”
Said when we go down early doors
If we take the lead from the kick-off
“Oh no -its too early to score”“Two nil is a dangerous score”
Not content with being ahead
Let’s hope […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 10 months ago
When I was a kid
‘Spot the Ball’ was a grainy black and white photograph
And you had to indicate with a cross
Where you thought the ball wasPicture the scene
After extra time, it went to pens
And players had to […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 10 years ago
Our game has changed but we still go
In search of good times, like lost souls
Ghosts looking for their former home
unrequited love is all we knowBorn in Norwich, I’ve supported Norwich
as a kid, teen adult – […] -
S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 10 years, 1 month ago
I’m old enough to remember when the Pink Un was pink
Printed on paper, on match day, in ink
No radio coverage, no game on TV
If you didn’t go to the match, you waited, like meIf you couldn’t get to the ground to […]
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S B Ingle published a poem on the site Football Poets 10 years, 3 months ago
Just a plain, hard plastic seat
Flat clean concrete to stand my feet
Toilets with paper in endless rolls
Attacking football and scores of goalsA short person sat in front so I can see
Half-time break with a […] - Load More
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Welcome to Football Poets -- a club for all football poets, lovers of football and lovers of (alternative) poetry. Discover poets in every league from respected internationals at the top of their game to young hopefuls in the school playground.
Publish your football poems here and then discuss them with your team mates and fans. We're archived by The British Library, so your masterpieces are in the safe hands of a world-class keeper. What a result!
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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13th September 2024 at 6:14 pm
Welcome to Football Poets Beth
Great evocative poem Beth….
More please !
Haiku always welcome.
Hope we (FGR) get to play you again soon
Best
Crispin
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26th July 2024 at 6:25 pm
Great poem Mike Bartram. Eddie was a legend, affectionately known in Liverpool as, “the first hooligan.” Even the hoolies were well dressed in those days. The amazing thing was he was only 26 when that picture was taken. He’d played for Everton youth team and was well known to the players. He never got arrested. They threw him out and he climbed back in, just in time for Derek Temples winner.
I used the picture of him being tackled to the ground on the front cover of my book, “Once Upon a rhyme in Football.” It’s worth looking on youtube and finding the re-enactment of the Wembley scene. Frank Skinner and Baddiel went around to Eddies home in the 1990’s and acted it out on the green outside. It’s hilarious, especially all the effort they put in to get Eddie sober enough to shoot the scene.
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10th July 2024 at 6:07 pm
Hi Crispin,
I don’t know if you’ve see the picture in social media today…
a picture of a teenage Lionel Messi cradling a baby in Africa as part of a photoshoot…. the family had won a lottery to have their baby pictured with him….
the photographer has just revealed that the baby is actually in fact Lamine Yamal!!!!
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26th May 2024 at 2:30 pm
Hi Denys…
Re Man City:
OK it was 20 years ago but Criag Wilson did write this and a few others on them back in 04/05.
BTW I’m more Forest Green Rover since 2014 (and Chelsea) these days . I drum and am a standing season ticket holder .
Best
Crispin
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29th April 2024 at 2:47 pm
Hi Denys,
Yes Richard Williams you’re a brilliant wordsmith, my friend. When I first saw your football poetry I thought it was the superb Guardian sports and music writer. I once had the honour of sitting next to Richard Williams while at the Independent on the sports desk. He writes about music and sport with immense knowledge and authority. I’ve read a couple of Richard’s books recently. Great writer rather like you Richard Williams the Pompey fan. Congratulations on promotion.
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28th April 2024 at 5:59 pm
Thanks Denys. Yes your replay poem was superb.
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26th April 2024 at 4:46 pm
Nice work, Joe. You were quick off the mark with that! Good one from Richard Williams too I see.
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25th April 2024 at 7:33 pm
Hi Denys,
Thanks mate. I’ll do it now.
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