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Human Relief All Stars
Took a short hop to Tamale
After a long haul flight to Accra
To the aroma of the Kukuo bakery
First stop is Kpaling
An encounter so very brief
Honoured by the locals
We met the […]
Emdad Rahman published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 month, 1 week ago
Mohamed Salah’s hair
Bobby & Mane so uber cool
Of all the teams out there
Why do fans choose Liverpool?
There’s tales of King Kenny
Bill Shankly OBE
Boot room & Bob Paisley
Smokin Joe & Rafa’s leg […]
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At the tender age of eighteen
Stamford Bridge he made his mark
The boy did ‘dangerously well’
A class act on and off the park
Deft touches and radar passes
Is how we’ll celebrate Ray
That lob and chip […]
Emdad Rahman published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year ago
It was at Villa Park
We noticed big Ugo’s frame
At the tender age of forty four
He’s sadly lost to the game
To partner Paul McGrath
Big Ron shelled forty gee
A snip from the Baggies
For the defensive […]
Emdad Rahman published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 1 month ago
The first to strike gold in Europe
Was that famous Black Pearl
Fondly known as Benbarek
To others the Moroccan Earl
El Ouatane aged fourteen
Honed the Black Pearl’s stealth
Two Spanish titles for El […]
From the Reds golden age
Came a local lad called Ronnie
Hailed from nearby Crosby
Fondly nicknamed “Bugsy”
As an apprentice electrician
Ronnie signed for Don Welsh in 52
Played in Joe Fagan’s […]
Emdad Rahman published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 4 months ago
Lincoln City where it begins
The youngest coach’s rise from shadows
Took Watford and Villa to the brink
And England to the Swedish Euros
What a fairytale with the Hornets
FA Cup Final and second in the […]
Since that start with Rubin Kazan
We’ve had one year of Klopp
Geggenpressen and a new main stand
And proven he’s more than a prop
There’s that four goal Mersey derby win
When the goals just wouldn’t […]
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Emdad Rahman published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 10 months ago
Portugal 1-0 France (AET)
Many just wanted to crown France
When Ronaldo suffers a knee injury
Portugal have Quaresma and Luis Nani
Things may not be a total catastrophe
Deschamp’s boys did dominate the g […]
Germany 0-2 France
To gee those fans up
We saw replays of a horror foul
When Schumacher poleaxed Battiston
‘Aux armes, citoyens,’ a common howl
It was Griezmann with a penalty
Right on the stroke of half time
Portugal 2-0 Wales
It’s showtime, Ronaldo v Bale
Lyon heralds the Dragons bellow
Seleção pierce a nations hearts
With a spring leap from Cristiano
With that he goes top with Platini
Two minutes later it’s Luis N […]
Germany 1-1 Italy
Germany win 6-5 on penalties
Draxler is dropped
Khedira is crocked
Just how would Germany beat Italy?
Mesut Ozil in the thick
Bonucci’s first spot kick
Jonas Hector with the winning […]
France 5-2 Iceland
At Stade de France Les Bleus ran riot
Giroud with a polished brace
By the time Pogba headed another
Strákarnir okkar were out of the race
Freedom for the mercurial Hammer
Payet with a low […]
Wales 3-1 Belgium
Surely this would be the end
A gallant exit for those Welsh braves
Nainggolan sets the scores rolling
Yet Chris Coleman still make waves
Captain Williams thunders in a header
Cue a man who […]
Poland 1-1 Portugal
Portugal win 5-3 on penalties
Poland forward Robert Lewandowski
Cucumber cool amidst the swelter
But Portugal are nowadays steely
Renato Sanches levels with a belter
Carvalho is airtight at […]
Italy 2-0 Spain
The champions had to chomp the bit
When La Cosa Nostra did a mafia hit
Chiellini choked the breath
Then came Pelle’s Garrote at the death
An animated Antonio Conte
Plainly outdoing Vicente Del […]
The England 1-2 Iceland
I knew the omens were bad
Ashid had sent me a text
‘If England lose to Iceland
They’ll play Lidl and Asda next’
It started so very well
Captain Rooney was sure with his aim
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18th May 2018 at 12:53 pm
Quality Bouts Rimes!
I missed that news item – pity for the town.
I must admit I never went to watch them – we were only ever there in the close season.
But we did spend many quality family holidays there with friends.
My Dad was billeted out to Eardisland (just up the road) during the war.
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10th May 2018 at 7:57 am
Lovely internal rhymes there Crispin. And I agree very much with the sentiment, although I reckon there’s plenty of room for improvement!!
9th May 2018 at 3:01 pm
Congrats D P
I’m sure the winning verses will flow soon enough!
28th April 2018 at 12:36 pm
Great lines asnd what a great adventure …any pics Emdad …would love to feature this on the main home page here… please email me any images C
27th April 2018 at 2:07 pm
thanks for sharing!
It made me lookup google maps straight away to trace your journey.
for all the coaching, I’m sure you got just as much out of the trip as your hosts did.
23rd April 2018 at 2:48 pm
This poem made me smile.
18th April 2018 at 2:05 pm
Great poem, Mr Dulwich 😉
Being an ex-pat, I don’t get to many matches, but did get to first game of this season, Hampton & Richmond v Dartford. I love getting out to grass roots football.
And being a pedant….
It was El-Tel that coined “They Used To Play On Grass”, or at least he grabbed the zeitgeist and wrote a football book by that name, co-authored with Gordon Williams, who was the creator of the telly tec “Hazel”.
15th April 2018 at 6:31 pm
Football lives in our hearts, not our heads Crispin, and it nudges its space alongside our other more important loves.
Love, that auld devil called football, is our respite, response and reason, and each page turned is a new chapter, new corner, and new hope.
My best to you and your wife.