1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 So Town game falls foul
of frosty weather;
pitch as hard as iron,
players plain bored.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 My reward for Saturday
afternoon off?
Stuck on sofa
watching Stelling strut
his stuff on Sky
surrounded by ex pros
who bellow ‘goal’ throughout
the two hour long programme.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Thompson’s nose likened to
Pinocchio’s whilst Nicholas
is less than impressed with
Southgate’s ‘Boro v Sunderland.
Merson manages to talk up Everton
who see off Hull rather too easily.
Geoff gargles water,
mimicking a rather trembly
commentary from North of the border.
It’s a real hoot, but no substitute
for the real thing.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Only three games survive
in League One:
no under soil heating
for lesser mortals.
Bet Leeds wish they hadn’t played
as they crash to yet
another defeat against Carlisle.
Leicester extend their lead
by crushing Ling’s hapless side.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Pools panel’s verdict on
Swindon v Stockport,
a victory for the visitors –
no real surprise given
Town’s hopeless form.
Maybe Danny can use it
in his team talk to gee up
his players when they
take to the field on Tuesday –
weather permitting, of course.



With Swindon’s League One clash off I resort to watching Sky Sports coverage of the scores as they come in. I think I’m suffering from withdrawal symptoms!!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/off/