Poems tagged ‘BBC’
What Did We Do Before 5 Live? (1994-2019)
how did we manage how did we get by
how did we exist as fans you and I
how did we do it how did we survive
what did we do …before 5 live ?*
twenty five years ago right across the land
what was it like for the loyal football fan?
premier league barely two years old
5 live brought fans in from the cold
information highway still breaking through
5 live connected injected me and you
the past was a wasteland of ev’rything before
5 live took off in Nineteen Ninety Four
21st Century news for the nation
5 live gave us all a World Cup station
there without England in the USA
there when Ireland nearly had their day
there when the drama began to unfold
there when Escobar was killed for a goal
there when Maradona got caught for dope
there in South Africa when blacks got the vote
even when reception got a little bit rough
5 live was there for the nail-biting stuff
there when the Chunnel became reality
there when Blur were playing Glaston’bry
there when Mandela became president
there after Christmas to tell us what we spent
there through the horrors of Rwanda’s genocide
there when Kurt Cabain took his own life
there when Milan won the Champions League
there when human beings made history
there on the pitch when United did the double
there in a flash on the outbreak of trouble
there with the phone-ins helping people cope
there in the earthquakes the pain and the hope
there in the darkest hours of 9/11
there in the horror times of July 7
there on the dial or the touch of a screen
5 live somewhere always on the scene
there at the game ev’ry roar ev’ry cheer
taking it for granted like it’s always been here
there when the snow brings the country to a halt
there when the leaders claim it isn’t their fault
there like a friend and the only safe bet
there in the second when the ball hits the net
there with the people who have nothing left at all
there with the rumours however big or small
early in the morning or later on Drive
phone-ins and moan-ins all on 5 live
there in the afternoon chatting to a band
there with the updates when you’re stuck in some jam
there in Afghanistan there in Iraq
there when your team wins games back to back
there at Wembley …Wimbledon too
there at the Olympics and the Para ones too
cutting to the chase like a dagger or a knife
quality radio here on 5 live
catch it in the car maybe catch it on your phone
there at a première or war torn zone
listen on your headphones if ya lyin’ in your bed
texting in your feelings on something they said
listen while you’re cookin’ or soaking in a bath
even if your club are a joke or a laugh
even if your team are playing in Peru
5 live’ll be there to get the news through
always on the spot like a ship in ev’ry port
UK flagship for live news and sport
home or away when it goes to extra time
medium long-wave or digital online
tuning in together on six nine three
life on the airwaves for you and for me
there when you’re losing and you’re heading for the exit
there when it drags like a groundhog Brexit
twenty four seven three six five
news views and comment’ry ..live on 5
so how did we manage how did we get by
how did we exist as fans you and I?
how did we do it how did we survive
what did we do before 5 live ?
Penultimate Day In The Play.
Belgium’s best side for ages land third place
“It’s Coming Home”, Ingerland a creditable fourth
ITV – for me – hands down land the punditry crown
For the match of the tournament thus far…I’d say
…Keano v Wrighty…of course
Mind you, having said that…Keano v Bilic wasn’t too far away!
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24th April 2025 at 1:05 pm
Hey Denys..love this
“You may be a miner working down a pit.
You may be a rock star playing sold out gigs.
You may be a fireman putting out a blaze.
You may be an inmate chalking off the days. ”
Not just Dylan but maybe an unintentional nod to and shades of Ian Dury’s enigmatic ‘What A Waste’ rhythmic scanning..eg:
I could be the driver in an articulated lorry
I could be a poet I wouldn’t need to worry
I could be a teacher in a classroom full of scholars
I could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahs
What a waste
What a waste
Was lucky enough to meet and interview him twice.
Best wishes from Forest Green to Genoa C
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8th March 2025 at 2:34 pm
Thanks Crispin
I’ve been to FGR a couple of times in the past – great food! Barnet look like they have the NL sewn up for this season, but I wish you well for promotion next season.
Regards, Beth
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11th January 2025 at 8:13 am
TO ADD THIS TO THIS POEM’S COMMENT:WELCOME BACK DAVID MOYES!!!
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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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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