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Losing sleep : BST

when the clocks go forward … I wish I could go back in time that I was still a player and not just a jouster with rhyme an annual event every year’s the same the clocks advance an hour and some are late for the game and one year, that was yours truly oh the […]

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Jude the Supporter

Now I’m not sure if there’s a debate here about determinism and free will, Or whether there’s just some sort of reflection on 40 years spent going to the match, That LS Lowery feeling of being lost in a crowd, That loss of sense of self that meant strangers were friends And friends were never […]

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Ireland International manager’s job

The Football Association of Ireland, currently leaderless, and without a manager for their International football team, have engaged ex Northern Ireland International team manager, Bryan Hamilton, as Consultant / Headhunter. He has been busy assessing prospective candidates. Among the job seekers : Clik the mouse! I sent in a job application, as far back as […]

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Happy New Year!

A New Year, an empty brain. Travelling on the Dublin to Cork train. Catching up on the previous Sunday’s papers. Beguiled, by Wolves’ woeful form, and Beowulf’s capers. The following poem : an unjustly juxtuposition, perhaps. It was fashioned after falling asleep on the train, having just read two totally different, and totally unrelated stories. […]

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The Best Game Ever with the Best Players Ever

Joint goalies could be Lieutenant Stewart, Of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders, And his anonymous German pal, “He toured Britain last year with the Leipzig team and beat Glasgow Celtic 1-0… We arranged Boxing Day from 2-4pm for a football match. This, however, was prevented by our superiors at HQ.” At number 2 will be […]

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POETS X1

POETS X1 In goal, I would place Caedmon, For if any Viking made a raid upon His goal with a shoal of longboats, He would repel them with Anglo-Saxon wit And make them flit. At full back, Percy Bysshe Shelley could welly The ball past Castlereagh and well away From danger too, And so prevent […]

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Top X1

Thanks for Gordon Banks and Yashin was smashin’, (And feline, too; a hint of the animal, as well as madness, Is appealing in a goalie, don’t you think?) But the name that I beg is that of Harry Gregg, Who went back into the aeroplane at Munich in 1958, And pulled out the injured; No-one […]

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Different Game Altogether

Hope you’ll forgive me this little indulgence : Had this one on the back burner for a while : it started out as a paean to a Gaelic Football match here in Ireland, but then the soccer tie-in became more obvious. It’s still very relevant at time of posting (written early August 2002, posted early […]

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TOP XI – The Greatest Team Ever Told..On Paper (apart from Melchester Rovers)

eleven men inside my head and each one true and bold make up our team on paper the greatest ever told – whose keeper sat and sometimes stood as steadfast as a mast between the posts young BUDDHA smiled as ev’ry ball flew past and celebrated ev’ry goal as if it were a party and […]

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Top Ten Britons

I’m transfixed And have been for the last few months Intensifying in the last few weeks By a multi-media event A BBC poll Of the top ten greatest ever Britons Accompanied, by an hour long documentary Focussing on each person under the spotlight I find myself all fired up in wonder and amazement Uplifted even, […]

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