Great Expectations?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Buoyed up with optimism,
decked out in pristine red replica shirts
we saunter down to the ground.
Thoughts of Wembley long gone,
we look forward to the new season.
Summer signings brought in to
replace the loanees from last year.
5-0 drubbing at the hands of the Gills
merely a fleeting thought;
surely a win this time around;
after all we are at home,
at Fortress County Ground
according to cliche man.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 At 5 o’clock we trudge
back to the car, wearily.
2-1 defeat at the hands of
Gus Poyet’s Brighton.
First they stole our captain,
now they’ve nicked a result
from under our noses.
More cliches:
that early season bubble of
optimism is slowly beginning
to deflate already.
Could we be suffering from
a post Wembley hangover?



A great 10,000+ crowd & what do we do? Typical Swindon Town: lose of course. Too early to make any kind of judgements, but it’s still disappointing even though beginning my 36th season as a fan I’ve seen it so many times before.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/great-expectations/