Football Poets

Relaxation Complexities

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Are ya goin out for the Derry game, my phone inquired of me
I can’t tonight, must pack my bags, I’m off to Spain you see.
Was better off I didn’t cos we were dealt a bogus hand
To see us lose on telly, then a dodgy covers band
The first goal was a total freak, the second downright sloppy
As I bundled buggy, suitcases into my old jalopy
The morning aft we jetted off, our cares were left behind
Rest & relaxation were my only state of mind.

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The week flew by, I needed that, batteries charged once more
The Friday came upon us, would any pub have TG4 ?
I sat right down with family to enjoy our late collation
CCFC shelved for now, for fear of marital beration.
The meal itself was sumptuous, vino, then cup of coffee
My phone then buzzed, the news was good, 1up, why thank you Joffy
What happened next, you know the score, things went the shape of pear
It regurgitated dinner as well as nearly drove me spare.

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Murray dawdled, Mick came out, then Mooney hit the dirt
Spotter given, Mick sent off, that Dessie did convert.
Our backs were now up to the wall, save us from dissolution
Georgie hardly thought 1st ever stretched to substitutions
At 1 goal each and down to 10, we’d surely get the draw
5 weeks without a home game? Was surely the last straw
De brothers text read 4 mins left & whatevers added on
Next text I expected was “finished 1 all”, turned out to be “2-1”.

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A last minute 30 yarder killed our Cup hopes for the season
Was McNulty standing 6 yards out for a particular reason?
The text came through, out of the cup, our season lay in tatters
My daughter said “Don’t worry daddy”, that is what really matters
We went and got some ice cream to help to ease the pain
But still I had this sickly feeling, nausea and disdain
Rico he was fit to burst, his fires were truly Stoked
The dressing room door started on him, the attack was unprovoked

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Monday morning back online with my fellow keyboard pals
I learn about the aftermath and lack of rationales.
At last, he’s human just like us, can talk using small words.
He can even use expletives and is sometimes for the birds.
Siege mentality construction was his main aim for now
His elongated elocution would return I’m sure somehow
The Friday next we won 4-0, Our heroes, no more flack
The panic it was over and our season back on track

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