Poems tagged ‘Pre-match music’
FC Lust
Iggy has a Lust for Life
I have a lust for the game
Since my initiation
My life has never been the same!
Hint of Earthy Summer Rain…
A hoarse smoky slow refrain,
Reading through my programme, caught my ear
Waiting on a bit of poignant instrumental ska
Let’s our emotions know whereabouts we are?
Cue…a welling up, a hand shielding a tear.
Fella stood near me
Harps on about how great it used to be
Before the Prima Donna’s graced our pitch
I bite my lip, smile,
Ain’t felt this chilled in such a while
There’s no way I’ll ruin my day, avin a bitch.
Two Richards, rabbit on a dog n bone
Yelling at their folks stuck back at home,
“Mum, we’re in South West London, and it’s tipping down a rain
Yeah, we got that young fella his kit
Near bleating skint the pair of us innit?
Yeah, when he gets bigger, 100% we’ll take him to a game”.
Puzzled by the tune what caught my ear
I’d Google it, were my daughter here
But she’s off on a jolly out in Spain
“Oi man, that song that’s on the go,
Any idea who’s singing it, d’yer know?”,
Moaning fella shrugs his shoulders, “No I ain’t”.
Fans file in from surrounding streets
Wet fraught late-arrivals find their seats
An air of expectancy wafts over Stamford Bridge
As the two teams take to the glistening pitch
To, Liquidator, I’m trying to fathom out exactly what was it…
That Richard, and Billie Joe McAllister threw off…The Tallahatchie Bridge?
Peace.
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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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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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