“Matchday Tenderhooks”

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It seems a million
Light years away
How on earth did we cope
Back in the day
One tiny click
Could bring on elation
Or make you feel sick
When you wanted
An update on the score
Stuck at work
And desperate for more.
No waiting til half-time
Desperate to phone
Before computers and Twitter
Feeling so alone.
Never mind Ceefax
As it jumped over your page
Waiting an eternity
As you worked up a rage.
Fast forward to now
And click on the ‘net
Find Football Web Pages
No need to fret.
Oh no! Wingate
& Finchley have scored!
That’s no in the script…
But Lodge rears them apart again
To pieces they’re ripped.
Goals are flying in
I’m getting bolder
Checking for updates
With the boss over my shoulder.
Soon it’s time
For that end of the day grin
But mine if broader
Thanks to a Dulwich Hamlet win!
But despite the good news
I’m still slightly vexed
As none of my so-called mates
Thought to send me a text!



(Working today, as Dulwich Hamlet beat Wingate and Finchley 4-2. Can’t complain, as without work I wouldn’t see any football! This is about trying to keep track of the score, while at work)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/matchday-tenderhooks/