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Poems tagged ‘2017/18 Season’

Boxing Day battering for Magpies

Liverpool 4-0 Newcastle

Boxing Day footballs on
Rafa’s come to town
Yet the Toon army leave
With a great big whopping frown

Joselu spurned a good one
Lovren stepped up to the test
With a cracking half volley
He is simply the world’s best

Salah causes havoc in the box
An early second half sting
Penalty despatched cleanly
By the Reds Egyptian king

Trent lays a tap in for Shaqiri
But still no sign of fatigue
A fourth headed home by Fabinho
Liverpool, Liverpool, top of the League

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© emdad rahman

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A day with orphans!

‘Who’ll hear the orphan’s cry?
‘They’re full of fear and dread’
We took our team on the road
To play football with them instead

Haji Eusuf orphanage, Chattak
We met 53 orphans that day
Zoinul and Moshahid had it all lined up
Rounding off with some sunset play

We took pictures and shared gifts
The orphans smiles put us to shame
We were itching to get on that pitch
To play the beautiful game

So gaffers Shaheed and Mehdi
List two orphan teams on a pad
Favourites Abdal, Waj, Abu, Yarimi
Bench stars Saif, Diya, Emdad

But we didn’t care for big names
The orphans were fighting fit
They ran and ran like Olympians
With us adding our little bit

I had to pull a trick for a goal
But then Yarimi beat the keeper
My shot came off the post
Diya pounced for the winner

With plenty game time left
It was time for a dirty prank
Poor Abdal smashed into the hoardings
Only way to stop that tank

With Abu pulling the strings
Saif was our brick wall
Ref Jay whistled to give us the win
Our orphans stood proud and tall

‘I’ve never seen them so happy,
‘I pray you’re all blessed from above’
A local expressed her feelings
On football spreading the love

At the Human Relief Foundation
Raisah’s match summary
Gobindogonj has played host to
The ‘best game in HRF history’

‘Who’ll hear the orphan’s cry?
‘They’re full of fear and dread’
We took our team on the road
To play football with them instead

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© emdad rahman

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Gigi loves olives but not Oliver! (Bedlam at the Bernabau)

Real Madrid v Juventus, CL Q-F. Real win 4-3 on agg, with last minute winning pen from Cristiano Ronaldo. Referee = Michael Oliver. 11/04/2018

Let’s start at the end
And just pretend
There was no emotion
That drove the commotion

Cristiano revs up
Strikes with full throttle
After such a long wait
What a lotta bottle!

Szczesny strolled on
Acting all cocky and cool
Last minute sub facing a pen
Oliver debatably brave or fool!!

The referee
Was surrounded, hounded and shoved
Many saying it shouldn’t be red
Simply because it’s retiring Gigi (beloved)

To emphasize, the referee
Was surrounded, hounded and shoved
Where it could have been one of many
The red was flashed to Gigi (be-gloved)

In all the furore
VAR gets a mention
But for such a 50/50 call
It wouldn’t have solved the tension

Benatia shoves in the back
Vasquez hits the ground
Depending on your allegiance
The ref’s whistle is unsound!

Real with last throw of the dice
Desperately, Toni Kroos he chips
Ronaldo peels and bounds
His header preceding tooted pips

The tie started out looking comfy
Real at home and ahead by three
But Juve bag a triple
To every neutral’s glee!

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Nice Two Son

They call him the Greaves of the Orient
He comes from somewhere in Korea
And in defenders in England and Europe
He’s starting to instill mighty fear.

He won’t get the accolades of others
Like Deme Alle or Eriksen the Dane
And he won’t be hero-worshipped by supporters
Like one of their own Harry Kane
But He toyed with the Cherries on Sunday
He’s the man who scored two of the goals
And the fans they all shouted out Nice One
LIke they used to with old Cyril Knowles.

Nice One, Nice Two, maybe one day Nice Three
Will be sang when Son scores a goal
And the Greaves of the Orient
Will be revered and loved
In North London and the back streets of Seoul.

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There’s a Goose Loose aboot this Hoose

We’re all going on a summer holiday
The football season has begun
It’s the Milk-League-Carling-EFL Cup
The chance for a decent cup run

Norwich City played pretty well
Scoring three goals in the first forty-five
The rain was teeming, attendance so-so
Enjoying ‘the return’ of watching it live

Well, wouldn’t you know it
“the biggest cheer of the night”
Went to The Goose on the wing
Who did three laps on his debut flight

Being an August cup game
Even though we’d already scored
The crowd were easily led and distracted
(Though I wouldn’t say they were bored)

The Goose sparked off a Mexican wave
As he flew past each stand to applause
After three laps he disappeared down the steps
To the concourse, like on all stadium tours

A gallant fan gave up his jacket
The Goose was safely wrapped
Released to safety, no harm done
The crowd laughed and whooped and clapped

A good night was had by all
City go through to the next thrilling round
But what fans really hope for (other than Ipswich at home)
Is the return of The Goose to our ground

Though, like all good tales, I realise
You really had to be there
Our goose puns will soon fall flat
But it was fun, and fun should always be shared

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