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The Master’s Crisp-less Tale

And as it grew closer to Crisp-less.. the crowds did gather before the Master of the Verse … in a place just offeth the M5eth where artists, poets and quite weird soccer writers do liveth in abundenth… and there they did stand in designer Barbour jackets & Range Rovers alongside woolly- hatted and yoghurt-woven bicyclist […]

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what kind of game is this…in difficult times & places

(in defence of Desailly,Le Saux and Petit etc; staying home ) what kind of game – is this we play when players have to stand and say – this world and life mean so much more than football in an air of war or in a time – where hope and fear run parallel – […]

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Toys for the Boys

Well I don’t know what to say – it seems a bit shallow to talk football when all this is going on, but operating on the assumption that “What do they know about international politics who only international politics know”, we’ll talk some football. My latest view from the bench comes on the back of […]

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Do We Need A National Stadium/ Another Wembley & Where?

Hi -re the poem that follows this…………. i’m sitting here on a deserted and beautiful beach here in Pefkos on Rhodes,Greece having- alone – just watched the sun spectacularly and majestically set as it will have done every ‘night’ for millions and millions of years….here it performs this nightly miracle to empty houses.. regularly..(.in spite […]

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where now..the Wembley dream is over

where now the dream is long over and gone and your tunnel stands empty while echoes ring on? when you ask me a place where-in legends were made i willl show you where none but the greatest have played from the back streets of Bolton to old London town the joys and the sorrows the […]

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autumn on your ‘ead my son

today i forgot that autumn was arriving and then under a tree at waitrose it suddenly hit me a conker on my head

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with love (and nothing to do with football)

with love (and nothing to do with football) with love with love – we will still pull through with love – if this is all we do with love – when it’s beyond control with love – from in your heart and soul with love – when they don’t understand with love – we will […]

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WELCOME TO CRISPIN’S CORNER

more than a flag in some corner to dance with whenever you score more than a place where the clever ‘time-waste’ when they’re trying to hang on for a draw more of a place to put over your thoughts like some cross that is destined for goal a place to compose – be it rhyme […]

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NOW THEY’RE TURNING FOOTBALL INTO WINE

oh sweet F.A desert us not – the tables they have turned within the hallowed temples of evr’y gound we’ve spurned they’ve turned our one-time people’s game of football into wine with crap designer labels at twelve pounds ninety-nine you’d pay much less and get much more from down your local superstore but why should […]

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Live Reviews & News – September 2001

OUT TO LUNCH with the FOOTBALL POETS LIVE! August 25th at – 2001 A Football Oddity – Alternative World Cup, Thorncombe, Dorset. Hosted by the Easton Cowboys and Thorncombe FC the second Alternative World Cup is anbout bringIng people together through football, music (AND POETRY!) by socialising without isolating people by colour, sex age or […]

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/news/page/69/