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Poems tagged ‘Gareth Southgate’

Penalty Shootout in Zero Gravity

Joe Williams

Tuesday, January 4th, 2022

It was Barry’s idea, so
he only has himself to blame.
For all the thrill of orbital flight,
of seeing the Earth from space,
those journeys are so damn boring.

I admit to sneaking the ball in,
and that Barry was winding me up.
The running commentary didn’t help,
calling me Gareth Southgate,
him being Andreas Köpke.

No one could have predicted
the ball would hit the airlock button,
just when Barry was leaping up,
trying to stop my rocket blast,
straight to the top left corner.

Perhaps he’ll be a hero yet,
get a glove to an asteroid
hurtling towards the Earth.
The slightest of deflections,
nudging it over the bar.

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Far From Down. In London Town.

kevin raymond

Monday, July 12th, 2021

Aim dog’s abuse at; the manager,
Spineless members of the team,
The slick suave svelte, Forza Italia
Destroyed a united nation’s dream.

Try n ignore those rabid Billy Bunters
Embarrass our beloved country on T.V
National anthems, jeered in front of us,
Those who choose to take the knee.

Come the harsh dawn of reality
Reflecting on the game
Take the plus’s, fluff the history
Look toward, with what was gained.

That curse of losing semi-finals
At long last, laid to rest
For those detractors in denial
We lost, a game o’ chance agin the best.

A young team, plus classy gaffer
With-out baggage on his back
Might eventually be the answer
To a winning mentality we lack?

On a sunny morning, penning a poem
In a shattered, hung-over London town
Football may well be at home in Rome
But…I ain’t letting that get me down.

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Finally

kevin raymond

Thursday, July 8th, 2021

An Exocet crashes neath a bar
Courtesy of a fledgling rising star
Progeny o’ Hans Christian Andersen’s wonderland
Portly partisan punters scream aghast
Having conceded one at last
Coming home, ain’t looking like the red-tops planned?

Suddenly…an O.G, a double dodgy dubious pen?
A more than able Kane, eventually prevails…again
The marauding Danes resolutely held at bay
A steely Southgate throws on an ace in guile
Forgoing a Jack oozing panache n style
To grind out a dour result, yet win the day.

Gareth’s ultimate goal, achieved,
A final reached, a nation mightily relieved
The curse of losing semi’s finally laid to rest
On Sunday evening Forza Azzurri, our foe
Past-masters in guile, stop, start, catenaccio,
Whom if we desire to be The Best? An awesome test.

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Raheem, Raheem, Raheem, Raheeem…

kevin raymond

Monday, June 14th, 2021

A sterling performance
Scenes of afternoon delight
Southgate’s outfit portray a suave slick , sartorial elegance,
A bunch a deft dapper dandies, and…not a waistcoat in sight.

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The Pessimistic Predictor

John J O’Connor

Friday, June 11th, 2021

I know with predictions you can eat what you say
ENGLAND EXPECTS
Things to go – England’s way

But here’s what I think
coach Southgate will preach
When they lose in the quarters
then head to the beach.
“The players they were tired they’d all had a long season
I’m not making excuses but it seems a good reason.
The lads were magnificent they gave all that they had.
To go out on those spots kicks was so very sad.
We practiced pen-os in training
We marked all our cards
But you won’t beat the Germans
when the balls at twelve yards.
We all feel for young Declan
He’s got the support of the group
But he’ll now get a commercial
Advertising Rice and bean soup.
We’ll regroup and move on
it will make us much stronger
England will lift up a trophy
Sooner rather than longer
We’ll Make England Great
I know it sounds Presidential
But it will be next year in Qatar
When we’ll reach our potential.”

Then a pressman storms in
And shouts from the back
Do you know Gareth
You’ve just got the sack?

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Three Lions: One Thousand not out!

Emdad Rahman

Sunday, November 17th, 2019

Eighteen Seventy Two it all began
England setting the benchmark
Ballynafeigh, Josy Barthel, Levski
A World Record at Hampden Park

Sir Alf’s Wingless Wonders
World Champions in Sixty Six
They all stood up at the Maracana
When Barnes pulled his box of tricks

I saw Maradona’s hand cause mayhem
I savoured Platt’s Belgian volley
Psycho Pearce bought the house down
Gazza’s tears and Euro stunner at Wembley

Neil Webb the thousandth player
Sir Stanley Matthews was a dream
Lampard, Shearer, Gerrard hard to bench
Time to name my Three Lions team

Banks, Parker, Rio, Cole
Bobby Moore with the long sleeves
Gazza, Robson, the younger Charlton
Rooney, Lineker, Greaves

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number7
© emdad rahman

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“Extra! Extra! Read All About It…

kevin raymond

Saturday, July 14th, 2018

A sallow, inflatable prez
May (sic) think he’s some sort of a ledge
During a presidential visit to Trumpton this week
But he don’t come across
Like the sharp bit of M an S cloth, whose simply been boss
In The Soccer, tuned in with the fan on the street”.

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