Friday, January 25th, 2008
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a swanky coach today
junkyard jalopy tomorrow
money no object for the tie
then it’s back to beg, steal or borrow!
© Clik the mouse, 25th January 2008
I had to smile – in today’s build up, manager Shaun Gale says “”But it can’t be a day trip, we have to treat it like we treat all our games. ”
And then we hear that the team are arriving in style using the England Cricket team’s coach, and training at Man U’s complex!
Good Luck Havant – I reckon everyone in the country bar the red half of Merseyside will be up for you!!
From BBCi :
Liverpool’s Spanish international Xabi Alonso is fascinated by the fact that a Premier League club can face a non-league side in the Cup.
“In Spain you can only play teams up to two divisions below you,” he said.
“But this is all part of the glamour and the prestige that the FA Cup has. This is why it is so interesting.
“It is the oldest football competition in history and it means so much to the supporters in this country.”
Hawks captain Jamie Collins, a 23-year-old schools football coach more accustomed to crowds of 600, will lead his team-mates out alongside Steven Gerrard..
“It’s like a World Cup final for us,” he said. “To get to the fourth round and play Liverpool is a dream come true.”
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21st July 2017 at 12:57 pm
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19th May 2017 at 6:02 pm
Great poem on a wonderful achievement for FGR.
Now let’s hope my team and Forest Green battle it out for top spot next season. If the Sky Blues top the division the vegan pies are on me ! ☺
19th May 2017 at 5:48 pm
Wonderful, touching poem. You have done them proud expressing your feelings about their achievement.
5th May 2017 at 1:19 pm
Good luck! Hope to see you on Sunday if I can make it.
3rd May 2017 at 5:40 pm
Great use of wordplay on names Ianthe. Especially liked Lingard…as in a classic Cranberries song’Let It Lingar!’
9th April 2017 at 9:21 pm
Hi Graham – I’m really pleased to see that you’re annotating your poems verse-by-verse. Did you know you can also highlight a bit of text in a verse and comment on that? Hover over this comment to see what I highlighted.
9th April 2017 at 9:10 pm
Not forgetting folk hero Robin Friday who started a now commonplace trend by kissing a policeman after scoring against Rochdale in 1975
“The policeman looked so cold and fed up standing there that I decided to cheer him up a bit,” he explained.
7th April 2017 at 1:29 pm
Yes. We played footy in the street, and Peter Lorimer (not me) broke the window-pane at number twenty-eight. Kenneth Wolstenholme was particularly impressed, and Leeds meet Chelsea in the semi-final.
6th April 2017 at 12:03 pm
Great imagery Alex…
Playing in the street….grumpy neighbours..I go back to my old fifties Wharfdale Street , just off the Ifield Road sometimes Alex.
It’s barely a bright tennis ball’s throw from Stamford Bridge.We’d play for hours across that little street , stopping only for Remo’s ice cream van. So few car back then. I remember mad scores like 53-41 .
We’d often play til it was so dark, we couldn’t see that little yellow ball anymore sometimes..
The marking on the old brick wall in streets now lined with cars 24 x 7 are faint… but still there.
4th April 2017 at 3:10 pm
A touching tribute to a quaint old ground, with its compact pitch and small white gable.