Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 hours, 21 minutes ago
Gary fancies himself as a poet
weekly he tries to show it
but tonight Gabby guns him down
takes his weekly crown
and out manouvers
“there’ll be no quadruple
all thanks to Tuchel!”
Clik The Mouse commented on a poem on Football Poets 1 month, 1 week ago
Not too many Nans like her!
Brian Moore, The Big Match…. never missed. But miss it still. If you get my drift!
Thanks for the memories Gacina!
We all (Stamford Bridge acolytes) adore Luca too!
My best friend’s son is named after him!
Thanks for bringing back memories Kev!
On point of principle….
I’m not sure I ever paid over the odds for a ticket at the Bridge.
Nearest I came, was myself and two buddies for the Milk Cup Semi Final v […]
you don’t want much do you!!! 😉
Fred Astaire / Alan Shearer……
We can all dream on!
thanks for sharing!
“Tug the sub”
wish I’d thought of that, kushti!
I’m old skool, so I thought TT was bang out of order with his post match comments re CHO.
But have to admit, Callum and the […]
Thanks for sharing Gacina… a great insight….
I reckon there’s the mother of all earthquakes in the offing….
Thanks for sharing Patrick….
Methinks there’s proper respect….. on both sides of the story.
Thanks for sharing Greg!
All of us Dads have been there!
My proudest moment in life (towering over any game I ever won) was when my lad (“Patrick the Hat-trick”, as in 3rd born) powered in a penalty shootout […]
Amen to that.
A player of grace….
& the poet
Thanks for sharing Crispin, great memories, well told.
so well told, I’m not sure I’m not sure I’ll sleep right tonight….
with memories of “Sinjon” – “buzzing like a wasp”
Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 month, 1 week ago
#storyteller extraordinaire –
Far better than any stilted tv commentator
who strangles and mangles the skills on display –
as in, the brigand who balls-up: beauty, balance and ballet;
no, this rac […]
“David is the very embodiment of why it’s called the beautiful game.”
True Dat! (From a Chelsea fan).
And then…. it takes another special talent to embody that pure grace into words on a page […]
Big Sam and Jay-Jay!
Some of us “Southern Softies” still hold a candle for what was a breath of fresh air way back when!
Thanks for sharing Dennis.
Big Sam and Jay-Jay!
Some of us “Southern Softies” still hold a candle for the breath of fresh air that was Bolton way back then!
Great poem Dennis, thanks for sharing.
Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 2 weeks ago
How to lose the fans
From the very very start
Drop all the young guns
And pick those without a heart
How to lose the fans
And tear our club apart
Don’t you dare, don’t you DARE
Force the juvenescent to depart
Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 3 weeks ago
“It’s so hard being in love, eh?”
I’m used to shocks….
FA Cup exits to minnows
League Cup Final defeats
Stevie G’s slip
World Cup non-qualification (when “the Clown” came to town)
England losing to Finla […]
Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 months, 3 weeks ago
Diego does go
Full of flair and flamboyance
Flawed yet feted
Clik The Mouse published a poem on the site Football Poets 5 months, 2 weeks ago
That cheeky toothless grin
That enormous will to win
Was the foundation stone
That famous jaunty jig
That doughty heart so big
Made the German’s groan
But United we stand
All (virtually) hand in h […]
Clik The Mouse commented on a poem on Football Poets 9 months ago
thanks for introducing us to a poetic form that we haven’t seen or utilized here!
It sets us an interesting challenge!
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16th March 2021 at 5:56 pm
Intriguing poem, Dave. I don’t think that Geoff Hurst shot would have survived VAR or goalline technology, and then where would the history of this country be, eh? Mind you, the Germans got their revenge in South Africa in 2010, when Lampard’s shot was clearly over the line but not given. (Was it a Paraguayan linesman on that occasion?) Plus the innumerable penalty shootouts … Fifty-five years of hurt, and still counting …
See in context
6th March 2021 at 1:12 am
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6th March 2021 at 1:02 am
Nearest I came, was myself and two buddies for the Milk Cup Semi Final v Sunderland, 1985. (pre neutral venues)
Instead we retired to the Rising Sun to watch it live on tv, with all the real action happening just hundreds of yards away ! Surreal!
Even more surreal, me, the littlest puniest fella ever, got singled out by some yobbo as one to goad! Aye, by one of our (supposed) own. A Neanderthal from the bad old days.
Still, we won! And my mates shepherded me to safety, true pals. Unfortunately, Mick has since joined Ossie, but Neil and myself are still flying the blue flag together.
For the record, Kevin and I met once at the Bridge, true Blues penning from the heart!
And with Crispin too, must be something magic in those boots at the Bridge!
6th March 2021 at 12:33 am
6th March 2021 at 12:30 am
But have to admit, Callum and the rest of the boys have stepped up to the Mark…. (deutschemark – geddit?!?)
6th March 2021 at 12:23 am
Thanks for sharing Denys,
I always look forward to your poems.
“Blue is the colour” as my tribe would say!
And happily, we followed your suit!
One nil win at Anfield for us last night.
Though granted, you’ll revel much more in the bragging rights!!!
(Carlo Thatsyerlotti …… our loss is your gain!!)
6th March 2021 at 12:17 am
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6th March 2021 at 12:10 am
My proudest moment in life (towering over any game I ever won) was when my lad (“Patrick the Hat-trick”, as in 3rd born) powered in a penalty shootout into the top corner – the littlest fella on the pitch and yet the coolest customer! And yes they won their final! (I couldn’t believe it – he was the little Billy Bremner / Chopper Harris throwback, and yet Le Tiss like when it mattered!!!!)
BTW…. as to the poem…
it wasn’t me!
Yes, I played against Addlestone!
I was a skinny little wretch that turned up every week on the sideline, until eventually at about age 15 I sprouted and developed… I reckon I was Dennis Irwin before Dennis Irwin!
Only… I was playing in the black and green stripes of Hampton Hill Celtic…. (yes we started out as green and white hoops). Happy days!
But as a Dad, my watching brief has been here in Ireland.