Poems tagged ‘Fog’
The Worst Match I Ever Saw
Notts County v Rochdale,
Meadow Lane, ’96.
Fog draped like a theatre curtain
over the halfway line.
Behind our goal with pie and peas
we watch the action fade away,
hoofed into the unknown,
dribbled into the mist.
Fogged if You Do Fogged if You Don’t
you run the ‘gamut’ Rovers
upon this hill so high
you never know if rain or snow
or fog will wander by
and so it was on nights like this
with no wish to be bitter
you know that if it had gone on
we could have ‘mist’ a sitter
it’s hard to be a referee
to stand up like a man
I never felt that it would clear
as soon as it ‘ve gan’
our keeper stood out warming up
much clearer than you’d think
but then again you have to say
he was in fluoro pink!
It’s tough to blame the man in black*
or climate change this time
sometimes it seems it has to be
you can’t pump in sunshine
he ‘ummed ‘and ‘ahhed’ in our back yard
the banter grew and grew
and turned to munchies and to food
as banter oft will do
and if ‘gammon’ or if ‘gam off’
the will he or the won’t ?
it’s always true – fogged if you do
you’re still fogged if you don’t
I couldn’t see my drum stick
i couldn’t understand
i couldn’t see my own coffee
clutched there within my hand
nor could I see my mate James Bee
but of one thing I’m sure
‘our Jim was singing to himself
“I’m not seeing anymore”
and though I knew not were he was
I shouted back somehow
and I replied like Johnny Nash
‘I Can’t See Clearly Now’
as fog rolled in I cried to Jim
from deep down in n my soul
“at times like this if this persists
I‘d love a nice Fog Roll!
and right away I said to Clay
who stood there as you do
it’s fine that you be next to me
but I just can’t see you !
and when at last the game was off
with all our hopes bereft
“is there a new date (slice) arranged?”
asked Andrew as we left
but as I turned to make reply
he vanished and was gone
a phantom fan lost in the gloom
and answer came there none
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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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