Southgate, Waddle, Pearce and Kane. AKA, The four horsemen o’ the missed spot-kick Are being lined up in brown paper bags, if their egos fit? To advertise Pizza Hut, in a lucrative comedy skit Oh my…what an illustrious claim to…World Cup football fame? Peace.

On another day…an able Kane Could have, would have won the game After all a second pen? Is a cinch, a cert, a doddle? Alas, the England skipper blew his chance, Of extra time against a fast-fading France, To join the ranks of; Southgate, Pearce and Waddle. Should we spare a thought for Harry Kane? […]

On the wrong end of a bruising Before a heated half-time schmoozing Warned the chaps to tighten up their belts The touch-line Samba-esque celebrations, Ramming home South Korea’s humiliation Had me screaming at the plasma…”They need help”. Having one’s derriere well and truly kicked On a green stained (as it turns out) pitch Can happen […]

There’s going to be suites o’ dour n sauerkraut In down-town Doha hotels, later on this evening, As ecstatically happy Japanese fans clear up the stadium, After their marauding gung-ho idols cleaned out the Germans. Peace.

Through a door left ajar In a nigh empty sports-bar I witnessed a scene of incredulous awe. As a quite bizarre call by V.A.R Benefits host nation Qatar In the opening game versus Ecuador. An Ecuador boy’s face, involved in the game, Didn’t catch his name, (I’d have missed my train) Wore a resigned, ”Hmm…well […]