Poems tagged ‘Lfc’
Liverpool – FA Cup winners 2022!
Chelsea 0-0 Liverpool
Liverpool win 6-5 on pens
Dogged Trent, Hendo, Mane
Salah hands Jota the wheel
Virgil off, but there’s Matip and Konate
Mentality monsters are real
Both sides do all but score
Relentless Diaz with the tricks
Time runs out on the dance floor
It’s all down to penalty kicks
Is there a more end to end nil nil?
Glory for which German Schnauzer?
Klopp’s pesky Reds so know the drill
It’s Tsimikas the Greek Scouser
Liverpool ain’t finished yet
Could still be four, or three
A season never to forget
And there’s still that trip to Paris
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Liverpool beat Inter Milan
Ah another special night for the Merseyside choirs
The liver birds in full song
Liverpool hit the highest notes again in keys of their liking
Last night Inter Milan toppled from their mighty perch.
Former European giants revered as the Italians
Who once spoilt an English summer
Last year in Euro 2020 final signatures
A perfect storm and calligraphy
Writing on yet another page
Of Liverpool’s highly esteemed document
Of the highest quality
When Roberto Mancini wore those fashion Designer clothes
And England wept uncontrollably, sobbing into a million glasses
Of indescribable misery, ales of ailing misfortune
Then penalty fiasco, the cold Shoulder of shuddering defeat
But last night Inter Milan
Once under the legendary ownership of Helenio Herrera
Fell helplessly at the feet of those star-spangled,five star
Five times triumphant European Cup winners Champions League whatever your choice
Last night it was Bobby Firmino and the Egyptian wonder of Liverpool’s global impact
Mohammad Salah who signed, underlined gave their ringing endorsement
To the gladiators of old when Kevin Keegan,
David Fairclough, Ian Callaghan, John Toshack
Terry Mac, Kenny Dalglish, Steve Heighway
And memorably Tommy Smith
Whose delicious meeting with his head set Liverpool
Forward to Roman roads and the Amphitheatre of victory against
Borussia Munchengladbach in 1977
When Liverpool and the European Cup
Became enduring allies the one and only
Harmonious Mersey Beat where Gerry Marsden
Once sailed in pristine waters
And never walked alone more like the vast congregation
who once gathered in idolatrous mood
In Liverpool’s glorious historic churches preaching the virtues
Of pass and move and still do in the homely pews
Of Anfield’s Sunday Best, dearly beloved
Liverpool, serial conquerors on colossal nights in Europe
When Fairclough leapt like the proverbial salmon
From the subs bench and lit up Merseyside
Like a thousand torches while anthems hummed rhapsodically
From the adoring Kop, tumbling, swaying, surging
At kick off, half time, full time a mellifluous majesty of sound
Liverpool football club United always
But not to be mistaken for Manchester,
Now that would be sacrilege
So Liverpool back to their finest strings and woodwind
Inter blown away by Jurgen Klopp’s most perfectly tuned
Band of men, immaculately hewn, sensing
The Champions League in their breaths,
Wintry vapours left in their trail
Blustery winds of fortune here in dear old England
Storms of Dudley and Eunice, no certainly not last night
Since Liverpool were sweeping their own inimitable brand
Football of pure and white as the driven snow so beautifully
And ready to show
You can almost hear the emperors of Shanks and Paisley
Bill and Bob composing their sweet ballads again and again
Pleased as Punch , thrilled as the first dawn chorus
When everything seemed possible, was achieved
And still is over and over again.
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7th June 2025 at 5:57 pm
Very well put! My recent favourite came when visiting Chesterfield. They have the ‘LMD Vacuum Excavation Stand’.
May be if you’re in the vacuum excavation business, it’s a beautiful sounding name.
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24th May 2025 at 7:19 am
Hi Steve
I’ve come across you before on the live poetry circuit…something I’ve also been involved in since the late 90s at slams, gigs and festivals. Did you ever get to Glasto?
I was also at Swindon when José subbed and berated Kevin in a League Cup game for Chelsea….
Salah as you point out went the same way…
Be interesting to see Kev’s next move?
Best
Crispin
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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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