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Poems tagged ‘Newcastle’

Newcastle, Newcastle

joe morris

Friday, March 21st, 2025

So the Geordie boys have done it
Finally, at long last
Climbing aboard the winners
Victorious podium
Acclaimed Carabao Cup winners
We feared it would never happen
Ever again
Rejected, snubbed and denounced
Mocked and locked out
After 70 years of striving
And scuffling, agonising
Over and over again
Not a single trophy to
Claim as their own
But now it’s happened
Just desserts
Justice is seen to be done
Revenge for 1974
When Liverpool owned the show
And delivered that
Devastating blow
When Kevin Keegan and John Toshack
In a grand striking collaboration
Laid waste to Joe Harvey’s Newcastle
Were demolished by a red tidal wave
51 years later and the sea shore is kinder
It’s away the lads
And the world becomes black and white
Not so monochrome now
But a Cup in their hands
Not the jug eared one
Of FA Cup denomination
But Hardaker’s old League Cup
Still, in the perception of some
Charming fruit bowl
Adorned with football ribbons
And then Dan Burn leaps like
The proverbial salmon
And heads home
The winner
Oh yes that’ll do
Nothing remotely fishy
Or suspicious about that one
Ignore VAR perfectly legit
A golden amber sunset
Flickers gloriously into view
Shimmering seductively on
The Wembley horizon
Tyneside will celebrate for
The next 70 years
Be sure, it will
The neutral salutes you
Newcastle, after all
Those buried hands and
Tantalising teeth gnashing
Melancholy by the Fog of the Tyne
Gazza’s tears and tomfoolery
Brown ale now the sweetest Chianti
Hilarity and smiles wreathing
The St James Park terraces
Gleaming garlands of glad tidings
Ant and Dec besides themselves
Hugging each other
And everything in sight
Celebrations with strangers
Wembley becomes a Geordie haven
North London morphs into North East
And then Alan Shearer
Who was one of their own
Lights up like a flash bulb
No more sepia tinted memories
Of Wor Jackie Milburn,
Bobby Mitchell and the Robledo brothers
Supermac Malcolm Macdonald
Sulking and skulking away
In 1974 after threatening to
Take Liverpool to the cleaners
Oh no, – not now
Newcastle reincarnated, reborn
Back on the map
Recovery and recuperation complete
No more wandering in the wilderness
It’s Newcastle, Newcastle
Newcastle Newcastle
They’ve done it, you know
Champagne by the crate
It’s a trophy
And how we know it.

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What Steve Wants

Dave Martin

Sunday, February 21st, 2021

We need to find a number nine
Before it’s too late, to lead our line.

Someone good in the air, full of flair,
With nifty footwork, like Fred Astaire.

Who’ll press to help our midfield pack
In matches when we’re on the rack.

Able to hold up play, home and away,
And do the business, every Saturday.

Above all to score thirty goals a year
Like Alan Shearer in a different era.

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Jolly Geordies jailed

Emdad Rahman

Tuesday, October 8th, 2019

Liverpool 3-1 Newcastle

Liverpool shrug off an early scare
Jetro Willems with the cheek to dare
Jurgen’s boys with the dominant drive
It could have been four or five

Sadio Mane with the biggest laugh
Scoring twice in the first half
Mohamed Salah adds a third to the list
Bobby twice on hand to assist

With Norwich beating the Sky Blues
Still too early to light that fuse
This team still needs time to grow
For now it’s fourteen wins in a row

14 09 19

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Boxing Day battering for Magpies

Emdad Rahman

Wednesday, December 26th, 2018

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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Chelsea 6 Newcastle Utd 5

John Oliver

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2015

Sept the 10th 1958
To have been at ‘The Bridge’
Must have been great
A Six Five Special they said at the time
Joy and heartache on The Thames and The Tyne
Young Greaves scored Two and twice smacked the bar
The Geordies hit Five with Len White their star
A wet Wednesday night I seem to recall
But a glorious memory of attacking football
And now up here on Tyneside what do we see
In Six premier league games we have scored only Three
Minimal goal attempts in a disastrous run
And gone are  the ‘Len Whites’ who scored goals for fun.

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36 Goals ~ Hughie Gallagher

Keith Armstrong

Monday, March 16th, 2015

(in memory of Hughie Gallacher, Newcastle United’s record goalscorer in 1926-7, who committed suicide in 1957)

Thirty six goals,
more than one way to skin a halfback.
Thirty six snapshots
of a legend
framed in Tyneside pubs.
That’s how we remember you Hughie,
for the good things in life.
Thirty six steps to fame
and a sprinking of treasured ashes
in a football boot.

You put us on the map for a season.
A thirty six gun salute
is the least we can do
for a man
with poetry in his feet,
a bottle of Brown in his pocket,
and a championship medal
round his neck.

You kicked us
into ecstasy,
into the Blue Star yonder.
You were a magic dribbler
and stocky with it.

So, keep your feet still Hughie hinny.
They’ll never drive
those bonny dreams away.

KEITH ARMSTRONG

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