Advice From An Old Pro

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 As the referee blows his whistle
To signify the end
Shake hands swop shirts
Wish the other bloke well
As you would do a friend

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 It’s been a game of two halfs
In each one you were cr-p
As you walk off
Forget about it
Console the other chap

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Who has had a nightmare
Tonight he will not sleep
As all the mistakes
He made out there
Will creep in as he counts sheep

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A young defender
Who scored an own goal
Is sat in dressing room teary eyed
The old pro gives him this advice
As he takes him to one side

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 ‘Cheer up son, don’t look so glum
Dry those tearfull eyes
All thats happened out there just now
Must be forgot
It’s just a football match, no one died!’

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 peace.



This poem is inspired by Boris Becker who having lost a really big tennis match at Wimbledon on a close call walked out to the waiting press corps in the car park who were expecting him to be in tears and inconsolable, after answering all their questions with grace and a great deal of humour! He said ‘Cheer up boys, I lost a tennis match out there today, there was no war, no one died, see you all tommorow!

A great reminder I think that some of us take it all a little bit too seriously at times, me included!



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/advice-from-an-old-pro/