Costa Rica v Greece.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 There are days
The Cods look down on you
When your all at sea and lost
One mistake gives way
To we could lose
That the brave confront an boss.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 One nil up
Half way through the second half
Is a pleasant plaice to be
With your opponents knowing
Unless you do something daft
Your tide rarely recedes.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Than a wave
Of rash stupidity
Finds you struggling on with ten
All of a sudden
A philosophical Socratis
Deems the tide has turned for them.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Then a leveller
Creates a mind-set
That tiredness helps along
Of we’ll never get back in it,
Let alone breach their net
As the tide of extra time rolls on.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The whistle blows
For a penalty shoot out,
The sole aim of a struggling ten
Where no-one knows
The eventual outcome
Of the unfortunate chosen men.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Then a sole goalie
Stands between the sticks,
A nations hopes within his hands
For a lottery we’re often told
Yeah but only when you’ve a ticket
For the lottery of the damned?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 The above
May paint a gloomy picture
Of how angry Cods can get
But if your Love
Is Costa Rica
The Cods decided Navas – is the man to guard your net.



A bit of very dry humour or what? I’m only codding. Another nail biter.

Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/costa-rica-v-greece/