Football Poets

The heart beats loudly
In our United City
We stand together

The boys from Brazil
Play together in the clouds
Forever one team

Title chasing
Game unfolding
Challenge missing
(Ref fretting)
Own-goal scoring
Bar hitting
Break making
Bad defending
Chelsea winning
High tackling
Tempers boiling
Players scuffling
Throat […]

His dream in tatters
As he tore his ACL
Don’t give up yet Son

Brazil’s chosen one
Like a cliche ridden script
Delivered the Gold

Has anyone here seen Ronny?
R – O double N-Y
Has anyone here seen Ronny?
Unremarkable
He’s as bad as old Zlatan-io
Team left on their own-io
Has anyone here seen Ronny?
Ronny from Portugal

He forgot his shirt
And his shinpads, but quickly
Remembered to score

This period of festivity
Sparked the fans interest
For there was a frenzy of activity
At the moneymakers request
Yet it lacked in its quality
When fitness failed the test
With bodies running on empty
In need of […]

From four leagues below
With bodies bruised and broken
The determined won

It really wasn’t my intention
To cause all this silly tension
When I received a suspension
From a booking for dissension
Because I simply chose to mention
My complete misapprehension
Of the ref’s poor […]

The scouts never came
His talent only on show
In the pub team now

Stadiums built, studios built
Protesters claiming FIFAs guilt
Tourist scene, no-go scene
Burnt pitches painted green
World stage, group stage
Young players come of age
Pink boots, blue boots
Don’t even have to […]

Feigning injury
Such amateur dramatics
Play football instead

Don’t dive and don’t roll
How about some sportsmanship
Play football again

Coming soon
In June
From a place named Brazil
To a TV near you
A tale of skill and majesty will begin
(With maybe a howler or two)
Can you feel the fever?
Are you a believer?
Can your team really win?
Join in this […]

Back in Sixty-six
England made the nation proud
Could they in Brazil?

Let’s play
If football be
The game you love, play on
In streets and parks or stadiums
Play on

I’ve become obsessed
With football and verse
Between you and me
I’m not sure what’s worse
I can’t even kick a ball
Too useless to head it
But if there’s a poem about it
I’m sure to have read it

I wasn’t always […]