Christian Wach commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 years, 9 months ago
I so want to split this poem into two verses!
True story: Hull City is the only club name in the Football League where one cannot colour in an “enclosed loop” in one of the letters. Yet another reason for it to keep its name!
Christian Wach commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 years, 10 months ago
I’ve tagged this poem as “Nostalgia” but wish I didn’t have to.
What a depressing situation. So far, I’ve avoided exposing my son to the professional game in any shape or form – and now I have the perfect reason for things to stay that way.
Christian Wach commented on a poem on Football Poets 3 years ago
What an appropriate haiku Crispin, glad you caught that it would be the 16,000th!
Christian Wach posted an update 3 years ago
The next poem to be published will be the 16,000th!
I laughed out loud!
Christian Wach posted a new activity comment 3 years ago
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2nd August 2019 at 12:01 pm
Wow. That is a fantastic tale John.Thank you. Funny and sad but hysterical. You totally captured the vibe back then.I was too small to see in those huge crowds at the Bridge when i first went to Chelsea on Dec 25 ’57 (Chelsea 7-4 Portsmouth (when Greaves scored 4) but remember …ev’ry week so well …the old Peanut sellers chucking their peanuts to the crowd .And then us chucking our sixpences back .(Tanner a bag) And then stamping on them or chucking back the shells at our mates and the cops too. God Bless Mrs Michella the Crystal Palace peanut seller….and all long gone peasnut sellers.
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28th June 2019 at 3:23 pm
We have one of these shirts Clik and it is beautiful.
Great poem for a boss shirt.
20th June 2019 at 2:37 pm
Lovely poem Rhys, and That Lone Ship looks a boss book.
9th May 2019 at 12:59 pm
Great poem Clik – witty and memorable, worthy of a quite remarkable occasion.
9th May 2019 at 12:58 pm
Great poem Sharon, worthy of a quite remarkable occasion.
9th May 2019 at 12:54 pm
I really like this poem. So many great phrases: “striped and manicured”, “a crowd of heads go drooping”, “and maintain home advantage”, “when Mum blew for dinner”. Much appreciated! Thank you.
7th May 2019 at 10:37 am
Such great words Ray. So evocative of that time of innocence Kepp on mate. More please. It will be under the Nostaglia section too.
26th March 2019 at 10:16 am
As a child I drew crowds; row upon row,
fifteen thousand little circles for the fans,
such a great line…bewcause we all did…and golaposts nets and floodlights too…
25th March 2019 at 11:39 am
Thanks for the love
1st March 2019 at 11:35 am
Thank you, great story.