Ready & Waiting.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Rushing home through city traffic
Via a crowded train or bus
Arriving indoors half estatic
We’ll be calm when team lines up.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 During poignant national anthems
We’ll predict it’s our turn now
As our iconic unshaved captain
Stirs the nation with his scowl.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The game will start and pumping hearts
Will race as TV screens
Inform us wisely that our mega stars
Seem jaded by past season.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 As both feet flinch trying to knock one in
We’ll scorn errs in front of goal
Then we’ll watch in utter disbelief
As a scorcher fires the soul.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 A goal up, we’re invincible
Jules Rimet is in our sights
“I told you they’d be simple
I said we’d beat ‘em’ right?”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 With the rosy brewing nicely
We’ll watch the boys trudge off
While hordes of armchair fans in Blighty
Dare to say “We’re well on top” .

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 We’ll agree with TV pundits
That Capello’s side are ace
As we scan the pull-outs from The Sun
To see where other sides blokes play?

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 As Lineker tries to make us laugh
We’ll over indulge in Walkers crisps
As team comes our for the second half
We’ll be looking for who’s miffed.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 As our passion rises once again
When the whistle starts the half
We’ll see Bobby Moore, Jules Rimet
And Nobby Stiles (minus teeth) dance a quite fantastic dance!



Almost there.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/ready-waiting/?shared=email&msg=fail