Football Poets

We used to argue ad-nauseum
As to whether or not the ball crossed the line
Case-in-point: ‘66

Now we have microscopic lenses
And digital wristbands
That pinpoints crossing ‘tween the sticks!

That ball
has found its time
and its place

guided there
by my bonce
and a smile ‘pon my face;

as it nestles gloriously
there
in the back of that net

it is
for me
my most favourite goal yet!

Kleen-sheet keeper Kepa
Breeched three times
Down near Brighton Beach.

Dumped on by The Sea-Gulls
All at sea defensively
Three points…drift out o’ reach.

“Oi ref! Change goalie?”, makes no dif […]

There’s no Heathcliff pulling on his boots
And Rochester does not aim to shoot
Three sisters may well be cheering from the stand
But not the Brontes, Charlotte, Emily or Anne
But the wind it whittles as it […]

migrant workers meagre wages
lacking in support
dying in the searing heat
in the name of sport
all are welcome so they claim
we know that’s not true
there’s no understanding
of LGBTQ
women made to live […]

“T’was a fabulous left-footer Mateo…l have to say…
Streaking forward, to score a goal, fit to win any game
Though I barely recognised you…fully clothed after Saturday”,
T’was a flash o’ pure brilliance…excu […]

I knew it would happen; we missed the window.
Our boat didn’t come in and nor did we swim to it.

Our chairman had a month at Cowes Week.
The vice-president got trapped in industrial brioche,
was stuck in […]

Hordes o’ screaming travelling Manc’s
Agog, up in The Gods stood giving thanks
When that last gasp header crept in on full-time
Appeared mysteriously dumb-struck
At a partner, girl-friend, wife, sister, mum […]

A ruse to suss-out her current beau
Brede asked him would he like to go…
“Over The Bridge”, to pay homage to the chaps
“You mean…you’re like a die-hard Chelsea fan?”,
“S’right babe, bleating proud of it I am […]

I would opine
much more online
but…

“password not accepted”

so I try password this
password that
password another
but I even forget
the maiden name of my mother!

And so I switch
from the ether […]

Ah, those Clapham Common morning games
Getting stuck in…to likewise puny frames
A crunching tackle, deemed bravado, sport or fun
The restraint a combatant need show
To dealing a fitter young fella…The E […]

It rarely garners plaudits
it often ushers pain
those masters of the darkest art
who waste our time again
the dragging to the corner flag
that Shangri-La of spaces
the long slow walk to be replaced […]

The Hand of God ball
is up for grabs!
To be auctioned
to the highest bidder.

And because he is no longer with us
it won’t go to the maximal fibber!
(God bless his memory
for Diego is footballing d […]

The ball for football game is missing for
The Angels, The Noah
The first woman Eve
and all our friends from The Scriptures

Nowhere they played the footbal
The most beatiful game

But the football […]

Even if your owner’s an eco millionaire
When the bubble bursts a bit you learn to fight despair
Remembering that months ago we had ourselves a time
Cheering dancing in the stands the champagne flowed […]

You didn’t play football
On the grass of Strawberry Fields
You didn’t wear a red or blue scarf
Well, maybe a red one once,
You didn’t strain your neck trying to watch
The game from the Kop at Anfield or
T […]

Endangered species
Not now in the Etihad
Erling’s on the prowl.

oh dear another four years on
and just like Russia and South Africa
the question arises again
Qatar – will we watch or not
and equally will we write poems about it ?
the football that is

yeah it’s […]

The most magnificent banner
Unfurled beneath those Roman skies
Joey Jones, European Cup Final, 1977
This was before Dalglish pivoted into our hearts
This was before the internet dealt away all secrets […]