Phil Brennan
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months ago
Football’s back, the crowd’s go wild,
brand new kit for every child,
the beautiful game is back in play,
where players strut and display,
their outlandish haircuts, bold and bright,
a fashion statement, it’ […] -
Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 months, 1 week ago
Who cares if it wasn’t a pen, against the Dutch,
When luck rolls its dice, we’ve not had much,
Maradona’s handball in ’86,
A dirty trick that history couldn’t fix,
In France 98, all our hopes were marred, […] -
Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 5 months ago
In the Euros’ first week, the tension was tight,
No easy games, every team had to fight.
Portugal edged the Czech’s, just by a hair,
A 2-1 victory, nerves in the air.Denmark and Slovenia, an ent […]
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 5 months, 1 week ago
In 66 we won the cup,
The football world was shaken up.
But since then, it seems, we’ve had a curse,
Our football luck’s been quite perverse.
In 1970, we gave it a try,
But in the quarter-finals waved […] -
Phil Brennan changed their profile picture 9 months, 2 weeks ago
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Phil Brennan‘s profile was updated 9 months, 2 weeks ago
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 months, 2 weeks ago
In the depths of sorrow, where pain runs deep
Where hearts are shattered and tears silently weep
A football club emerges, a beacon of hope
For bereaved fathers, a lifeline to copeFor our lost little ones, […]
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 2 months ago
In the realm of men’s camaraderie, so strong,
We gather, we bond, and we get along.
We drink together, sharing laughs and cheers,
And face the world,
conquering our fears.
In dressing rooms, our sanctuaries […] -
Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 2 months ago
Our family football scarf holds many memories, from its time within our clan,
Some fantastic tales come with it, as it’s passed from man to man.Great, great granddad Jim told how he got the scarf when he went […]
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 2 months ago
But through it all, we’ve stood tall,
Defying odds, we’ll never fall.
For in our hearts, the fire’s strong,
Though times are tough, we’ll carry on.
The days of blue, they’ll fade away,
Replaced by skies of […] -
Phil Brennan‘s profile was updated 1 year, 2 months ago
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 6 years, 9 months ago
Footie with Dad
When I was a toddler, I was good never bad,
All I ever thought of, was going to footie with dad.
But I was very poorly, and my mum was so sad,
She could see all I wanted, was to go to footie […] -
Phil Brennan‘s profile was updated 7 years, 10 months ago
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 years, 11 months ago
It’s been the worse year for loss, that we can ever remember,
There’s another man down, before the end of December.
He was a friend a brother and somebody’s son,
A husband a father, a special someo […] -
Phil Brennan changed their profile picture 7 years, 11 months ago
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Phil Brennan became a registered member 7 years, 11 months ago
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 9 months ago
Roses are red, violets are blue,
I can’t see you today love, the lads are at Crewe!!It’s a day when a man shows just where his love lies,
And to be honest you can’t really beat the Gresty Road pies. […] -
Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 years, 10 months ago
A is for Armband, a captain wears proud
B is for Ball, only one is allowed
C is for Cards, either yellow or red
D is for Defend, with feet, body and head
E is for Enjoyment, when our team wins a game
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Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 14 years, 5 months ago
The many many days of blue
And dark nights we’ve all been through
They’re just passing byThe half truths and lies
And people we’ve come to despise
The sneaky cheats
And words we can’t repeat
For those who wou […] -
Phil Brennan published a poem on the site Football Poets 14 years, 8 months ago
My heart goes out to his family
And to all whose paths he crossed
I’m sure he’ll be fondly remembered
By the players that he ‘bossed’Indeed all who ever met him
Say only good things about ‘big Keith’
Th […] - Load More
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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.
Publish your football poems here and then discuss them with your team mates and fans. We're archived by The British Library, so your masterpieces are in the safe hands of a world-class keeper. What a result!
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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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