A welcome in September and October 2009
In September and October 2009, we welcomed the following new contributors to this site :
Margaret Mitchell
Reece Sparks
Darren Kelly
Phil McNulty
(not sure if that’s the same Phil McNulty – BBC online Football journalist, whose blogs I/we enjoy).
And from the Model English School, we welcome :
Click on the names above to see that person’s poem(s), or browse some selected first efforts below :
Football Crazy
A winding snake of footballs rank and file
All in one colour. All singing one song
Fans surging forward. In crocodile style
invisible forces, convey them along
Strong with belief that this time they’ll win
They enter the fortress ready to fight
Excitement orgasmic, or something akin
The stadiums packed a wondrous sight
Well, the day has been good and the match was close run
But we all leave subdued ‘cos the other team won!!
© margaret mitchell
Terrace Menace
Near post. Well in- Go on ref.
Well in. Good ball-To his feet.
Good ball. Face up- Run them back.
Face up. Again- Bring it out.
Again. Go on- Pass inside.
Go on. Own time- Flag’s up ref.
Own time. Nice one- To his head.
Elbows. Book him- Referee!
Book him. Get off- Go home ref.
Get off. Man on- Push them out.
Man on. Hold him- Play it back.
Hold him. Get up- Come on Sean.
Get up. Handball- It’s a foul.
Handball. Book him- Flag’s up ref .
Book him. Heads up- Push them back.
Heads up. Come on- Referee!
Come on. Our ball- Come on Port.
Our ball. Well in- Come on Port.
Go on Smithy – On your own.
Go on Boothy- Not that way.
Come on Yellows- Go on lads.
He’s well offside- where’s the flag?
Get off liner- Come on Port.
Obstruction ref- What was that?
Get up Nancy- She’s not dead.
Get up Snow White- Referee!
Wake up yellows- Have a dig.
Have a go lads- One of you.
Come on liner- Well out there.
Nice one liner- Our ball lads.
In your own time- Push them out.
Come on Danny-Well in lad.
Well in. Nice cross- Come on boys.
Penalty ref- Referee!
Come on. Our ball- Come on Port
Our ball. Well in- Come on Port
© Phil McNulty
one nil down
Love is wearing ruby red across your chest
When the sea of blue waves across at you in jest
To find your voice when all around you feigns death
To hear the supportive roar with your every breath.
To taste the onions in the air
Reminds you life can be one big fun fair.
Superstition and prayers surround the ground
It’s a pity the ref is as blind as renowned!!
© darren kelly 29.10.09
Was completed after man utd went one nil down at city.
Football Mad
I love football because it makes me happy
I love football because i get to play with my mates
I love football because it gives me a challange
In the football stadium they open up the gates
All the players on the grass
Hurry hurry quickly pass
All the attackers scoring a goal
The opposing team shoot and hit the pole
All the fans shouting around the pitch
All the players whizzing like a witch
When its half time its time to rest
Which team will be the best
Its nealy time to end the game
Which team will win and get the fame
Look at the players doing their skills
I just think that football is brill
© Reece Sparkes
this is my first poem about my favorite sport
Soccer Match
there comes a match
everyone wants to catch
here goes the whistle
every player on a mission
5 minutes gonne nil nil
the game is locked
but no-one frowns
in the 10th
there comes the moment
as a player scores from a dribble
in the 30th
more fun ahead
as they are awarded spotkick
rejoice everywhere
as experts say
what a match!
© rohan bendre
this poem describes the importance of ans and the role played by fans in the sucess of their team.
Editor:Thanks Rohan.Edited it slightly for you.
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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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