No Frills or Thrills

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 No frills, functional football;
promising first half with
England employing Premiership
pressing game.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Early own goal least
we deserved for dominant display.
Crisp passing from sharp midfield,
beanpole Crouch a focal point.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Second period players wilting
in sizzling, unforgiving Frankfurt heat.
Midfield dropping deeper and deeper;
Crouch a forlorn figure up front.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Sven’s tactics typically cautious:
Anonymous Owen off;
Five in midfield to
protect narrow lead.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Red and white clad England fans
aghast as tiring Cole
replaced by horrendous Hargreaves,
miskick hardly enhancing reputation.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Final whistle from brilliantined ( not brilliant! ) ref
greeted with relief.
Fans and players embracing;
no thrills but three points.


Our performance was average at best, but gifted teams don’t always win the World Cup. We all know we will have to play a whole lot better if we are to progress in the competition.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/no-frills-or-thrills/