Crispin Thomas
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
crammed in like match-sticks
shoulder to shoulder we stood
o what crowds were those -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
climbing the steps late
Shed end minutes gone
any score yet mate? -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
in ninety degrees
those ancient blue gates long closed
my lolly melted -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
like weather and love
ever changing heartbreaking
this beautiful game -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
in any country
uniting delighting all
only a football -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
hard long season gone
the champions crown is ours
who’ll dare to steal it? -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
I’ve always been a true Blues’ fan I’ve watched the mighty play
Vic Woodley and ‘Wee’ Gallagher all heroes in my day
At Christmas ’37 i stil recall the time
when Charlton’s legend Bartram stood rooted to h […]
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
what calls us here is simple
the need to feel the same
but in our hearts such fear is felt
as we survey the game
the ‘spotters’ strain upon the rooves
they gaze upon the stand
a whistle ever close to lip […]
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
champion captain
still gently reminding all
mighty Roy Bentleyagile and so strong
in those Cudicini hands
this goal a fortressreliable as this breath
un-passable like mountains
the great Petr Cechcool as […]
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
haiku works like this
five in the first and the last
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
I always wanted to be Jimmy Greaves
it wasn’t the pace the shimmy or the flair
or even those baggy shorts to die for
it was the goals
and in my scrapbook with flour for glue
all those first cuttings were of ‘ […] -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
a girl commentates
women’s football on TV
welcome to the new -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
Carney proves the game’s
not over til it’s over
or to the Finnishlike all great matches
Bryant & May or Carney
one sweet strike enoughsuch crowds to watch girls
if Lily Parr* was here now
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
England at sixteen
the States to the silver screen
dream it like Kelly -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 4 months ago
when the season opened
all the fans were quietly hoping
and though success was vital
we never thought we’d win the title
when José started with Chelseasha la la -la la- la la la
sha la la- lala – la la la […] -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 5 months ago
so how did it end up this season
how was the season for you
all of that hope and euphoria
what were the things that came through?
did you go higher and higher
was it a case of exist?
all of those moments now […]
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 5 months ago
t’was no-one quite like Lily Parr
up North in rugby land
when footie was a cissie game
but fans still crammed the stand
and crowds of fifty thousand
were more than common-place
they came in curiosity
but […] -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 5 months ago
How good to see those wobbly knees
Like Grobbelaar in the eighties
those flayling windmill arms aloft
when heads sunk low and hopes were lostas dancing on that goalie line
brave Dudek swayed in perfect time
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Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 5 months ago
how good was that what sweet surprise
what feast for unsuspecting eyes?
a travelling city on its knees
three nil three- three three then penalties
how great for all who loathe or love
this crazy game to rise […] -
Crispin Thomas published a poem on the site Football Poets 19 years, 5 months ago
Like Pegasus before him
or long gone fairy tales
the images and memories
to this day still prevails
the twenty eighth of April
in nineteen twenty three
mid scenes of pandemonium
they opened Wembleythe crowds […]
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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.
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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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25th April 2024 at 1:56 pm
Thanks Joe,
you might like to write a poem yourself on the same subject…
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23rd April 2024 at 4:03 pm
Hi Denys
With you all the way on the abolition of FA Cup replays. What are they doing to the game?
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