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It Ain’t Always About Winning.

kevin raymond

Tuesday, January 4th, 2011

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 To losing it? I’ll put me hands up
I woz sat there as guilty as sin
Carried away on a tide of why bother playing him,
He’s not putting a proper shift in?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Sat with the heavily laden
In the seats who were doing their nut
I joined in a right castigating
Of our team who looked more stuffed than us.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Trapping a ball seemed an hardship
For one or two out on the pitch
Two one down, and appearing lethargic
We were struggling and heading for nisht.*

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 We were cursing the ref and his linesman
For failing to book Heskey twice
Seemed the Villa might end up with eight or nine men
As yellow card stood out proud in the night.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Angry? Would be putting it mildly
We’d hardly a shot in first half
Even pen given to us was a travesty
By a ref set on having a laugh.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Their pen was nailed on, we can have no complaints
So at one all we started again
And Villa, who’d previously struggled away
Looked more likely to be winning this game.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 After the break we were sleeping once more
As Hesky’s nut made it one two
Then hip flask’s were supped by a crowd in up roar
Who decided to turn on The Blues.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Then The Drog who’d been somewhat lambasted
For moaning non stop at the ref
Put his foot through the round thing and blasted
Us level with Villa again.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Our skipper came up to add credence
To an out of sorts languid attack
So with minutes to go we were leading
Till the hard working Villa fought back.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 On leaving the scene of a six cracking goal spree
I was texted that “Chelsea R Crap”
I texted back “On showing, today I’d have to agree
And besides that…. what a nail-biting match!”

© Kev 2011

Notes

After our better second half performance at home to a much improved Bolton side, who we beat 1-0. I thought our seasonal blip was well and truly over, and we’d take three easy points off a struggling Villa side.

Well we did’nt, a combination of a Villa team being more hungry than us, and our team seemingly still in the hotel enjoying the Christmas break, looks like we may have blown our title shot.

That aside, and as the title of the poem says what a full on ding dong epic battle of a match this was, ending in a blinding three all draw that thinking about afterwards made me realize how lucky I was to have been there and bore witness to, and never mind the result.

A Happy and Prosperous New Year to all fans and poets everywhere.

Peace.

Kev.

*Nisht is Yiddish for nothing.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/it-aint-always-about-winning/?shared=email&msg=fail