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Closing In

Carol Ann Wood

Wednesday, August 26th, 2015

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We’re closing in, and so we sit
On edge of seat, In the midst of it
On Transfer Deadline Day.
We’re closing in, and so we wait
With baited breath and there we’ll stay,
Until we hear the deal is done,
For our hope and season in the sun.
On Transfer Deadline Day.
We’re closing in and he’s been seen,
On plane from Spain and looking keen,
In local supermarket, and,
He’s bought a house, we understand.
Oh how he’ll change the team around,
We’re certain to be Wembley-bound,
Because of Deadline Day.
They say he say he is the next big thing,
He’s quick and handy down the wing,
Bigger than Messi, better than any,
Rich in skill and envy of many.
He’s not come here for higher pay,
No, he wants to play, and play.
For us, on Deadline Day.
He’s seen on Sky Sports News, in shirt,
And all the rival fans feel hurt,
They’ll say we nicked him, it’s not fair.
And then they’ll say that they don’t care,
Because he’s rubbish anyway.
On Transfer Deadline Day.
The players come, the players go,
And Jeff just loves to tell us so.
The net is spread and time is ticking,
Nerves are fraught and keyboards clicking,
Fans awake with hopes and dreams,
Of new messiahs for their teams.
And then next game it’s down to earth.
You’ll see how much your new boy’s worth,
Fifty million squandered, and
His strike ends up in the top of the stand
But you didn’t want him anyway.
And you curse the Transfer Deadline Day.

© © Carol Ann Wood August 2015

Notes

Dedicated to that time of year when we approach the closing of the transfer window and sometimes clutch at a few straws.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/closing-in/