Half Time Rollicking

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The manager entered the dressing room,
And slammed the door with violence,
And with a face that pre-told doom,
Surveyed the team in silence.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Two nil down!” he roared with force,
“And such a brutal showing!
A blind man on a charging horse
Can see where this game’s going!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 ‘Have you forgotten all you’ve learned?
The things we did in training?
I’m really getting quite concerned,
And find it all quite paining.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 ‘I before E, except after C!”
He yelled exasperated.
“How many different times have we
Seen this law replicated?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 ‘Un chanson is the French for ‘Song’
I thought we had that sorted.
But no, our fullback gets it wrong,
He ought to be deported.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 ‘Everybody here by now
Should know their nine times table.
So someone please inform me how
Our goalie isn’t able!

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 ‘Come on lads, for goodness sake,
This game should hold no terrors.
Just concentrate and do not make
Such silly schoolboy errors.”


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/half-time-rollicking/