Poems tagged ‘World Cup’
Gordon Banks – England’s number one
Pele screamed “Gol”
Alberto and Jairzinho tricky
Banks saves heart and soul
Modestly terming it “lucky”
Brilliance from the World Cup winner
In the heat of Guadalajara
Chesterfield, Leicester, Stoke, FIFA
Named six times keeper of the year
Once the Kop lauded merrily
“Nice work, Gordon,” sang the ranks
Lap of honour with Bill Shankly
You’ll never walk alone Gordon Banks
Gordon Banks 1937-2019
12 02 19
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Incredible Les Bleus take football home: France 4-2 Croatia
Twas France who struck gold first
Sucker own goal by Mandzukic
Croatia throw caution to the wind
One one soon by Perisic
Moscow hadn’t had enough yet
It was Perisic who would make
Nestor Pitana’s VAR penalty
Griezmann makes no mistake
Howitzer from Paul Pogba
On the hour it’s Mbappe
Making this teen a final scorer
Ever since a guy called Pele
15 07 18
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Awesome Belgique take third
Belgium 2-0 England
Thomas Meunier put Belgium ahead
Sliding in ahead of Danny Rose
With only a mere four minutes in
It seemed the whole team had froze
England had chances to square
Alderweireld clears from Dier
Harry Maguire heads wide
By then the boys had lost their fire
Eden Hazard wraps it up
By then the Reds were spurred
Got the better of Jones to beat Pickford
Well done Belgium on third
14 07 18
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England are out!
England are out
Semi Final: Croatia 2-1 England
Until Russia eighteen
Its been Charlton and Lineker
With his first ever England goal
We now add Kieran Trippier
Chance after chance
England sloppy on the pitch
Croatia sense blood
One one by Perisic
Croatia up the tempo
There’s still time for a glitch
Three Lions look jaded
Final nail by Mandzukic
11 07 18
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“Extra! Extra! Read All About It…
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”.
Semi final: France reach third Final
France 1-0 Belgium
It was St Petersburg
Where there would fall one nation
France ending the Belgium run
And the golden generation
Like Deschamps they shut shop
The second half wasn’t vinyl
Samuel Umtiti sends
Les Bleus to another final
Pogba was immense
Today he dealt the grime
Working it for Les Bleus
It’s France for the third time
10 07 18
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World Cup Dream
I dreamt I won the World Cup,
For the England team.
I didn’t need ten other men,
It was just me, in my dream.
I showed eleven Brazilians
how the game should be played.
I scored three and they scored one,
and history was made.
My name was all over the papers
And all over the TV.
There was a rumour that, Anne Hathaway,
had fallen in Love with Me.
But it ended all too soon you see,
as soon as I woke up,
I found I was in my Bedroom
There wasn’t a World Cup.
But we’re in the Semi Final now,
So It doesn’t bother me.
As Harry Kane, and the other players
Can make this a reality.
World Cup day 21
England are in the semi finals
Sweden 0-2 England
Gareth Southgate joins the ranks
Of Sir Alf and Sir Bobby
For the first time in 28 years
England are in the semi
Red Henderson controlled the flow
Playing to the English choir
England ahead from a set piece
It’s that man Harry Maguire
A hat trick of saves from Pickford
Trippier and Lingard combined
Delle Alli heads in at the far post
Last four sealed, delivered, signed
Croats break Russian hearts
Russia (3) 2-2 (4) Croatia (AET)
It’s the World Cup that keeps giving
Tis the tale of Mother Russia
When Subasic is caught napping
Cheryshev whips in a blinder
Kramaric squares
Vida tightens the rope
Fernandes the boy from Brazil
Gives Mother Russia hope
Not the greatest ever shootout
Fernandes goes to zero
Who will be the difference?
Modric is the nations hero
07 07 18
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World Cup day 20
Les Bleus reach the semis
Uruguay 0-2 France
Not since 2006
Have France made the last four
Oscar Tabarez’s men
Were today shown the door
We contrast the fates of the keepers
After Raphael Varane’s header
Sheer brilliance from Lloris
A howler from Muslera
Edinson Cavani a huge miss
Failing to make the bench
Griezmann let fly, Muslera flapped
It’s a semi for the French
06 07 18
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Brilliant Belgium beat Brazil
Belgium 2-1 Brazil
Never in history
Where the global teams gather
Has a World Cup winning team
Been led by a foreign gaffer
Fernandinho and De Bruyne
Diving Neymar in an aerodrome
Augusto with a consolation
Sorry Brazil go home
There’s still much to do
Kompany reigns the celebration
It’s now time to rise
For this golden generation
06 07 18
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Will We Still Be Part Of It All ?
there’s a question that’s burning inside me
and it’s burning inside you I’m sure
we’ve been hoping and longing for years now
and we’ve felt it a few times before
now the pundits are rating our chances
and some say the’re big… some say small
but when I’m behind my old sofa
will we still be part of it all?
but it’s starting to get pretty close now
and it won’t be too long til it’s here
we might as well say throw our concepts away
for in time it will all become clear
but lately I’m thinking how fragile we are
we despair and prepare for a fall
but you and I know that however it goes
we’re still glad to be part of it all
yeah it’s one of those times when you start to believe
and you feel like we just might get through
but it’s one of those times when you scream out loud
about what in the world can we do
cause whatever we do in the quarters
its a chance for the boys to stand tall
there’s a dream in each eye…will we laugh will we cry
will we still be a part of it all?
and I still don’t subscribe to the madness
the money and greed in the game
and Blatter has gone but the smell lingers on
and it will do again and again
but i’ve never been scared to stand up to their lies
though sometimes it’s like a brick wall
so i’m writing this poem wherever it’s going
and I’m glad to be part of it all
they can ruin our game with their power
they can drive all the true fans away
they can make it revolve around branding
exploiting the parents who pay
for their children to advertise products
for prices that shock and apall
it drives us all mad and it make us so sad
at the things that they do to football
but just when you feel they’ve destroyed this old game
a penalty save makes us sing
and something reminds you the power of faith
is a really incredible thing
and yes I’m instilled with emotion
and I’ve watched ev’ry time as we fall
but I was eighteen when we realised our dream
and it’s something I still can recall
and in between parties in Chelsea
or hanging out on the Kings Road
I was with there with a black and white tele
and I felt like my heart would explode
when football came home for the first time
and the sixty six boys stood up tall
when the streets came alive in that hot Summer vibe
how I loved being part of it all
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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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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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