Wednesday, August 31st, 2011
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Just what is it –
About our right back position
That brings such sameness
To the christened cognition?
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Not so much Albert, Paulo and now Alvaro
But Ferrer, Fereira, Pereira
Is it so long ago
Since Locke and Swain, and the “Chopper” bearer?
© Clik the mouse, August 31st 2011
as per Emily Williams – yes, Deadline Day – doncha just love it!
I know I know, Kenny Swain was more midfield, and he moved to right back after leaving us, but it just scanned better than Paddy Mulligan or John Boyle.
And yes I know: Pereira never joined us!
This poem was inspired during the last day of the 2011 transfer window, when it looked during the day, that he might indeed be joining us!
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21st July 2017 at 12:57 pm
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19th May 2017 at 6:02 pm
Great poem on a wonderful achievement for FGR.
Now let’s hope my team and Forest Green battle it out for top spot next season. If the Sky Blues top the division the vegan pies are on me ! ☺
19th May 2017 at 5:48 pm
Wonderful, touching poem. You have done them proud expressing your feelings about their achievement.
5th May 2017 at 1:19 pm
Good luck! Hope to see you on Sunday if I can make it.
3rd May 2017 at 5:40 pm
Great use of wordplay on names Ianthe. Especially liked Lingard…as in a classic Cranberries song’Let It Lingar!’
9th April 2017 at 9:21 pm
Hi Graham – I’m really pleased to see that you’re annotating your poems verse-by-verse. Did you know you can also highlight a bit of text in a verse and comment on that? Hover over this comment to see what I highlighted.
9th April 2017 at 9:10 pm
Not forgetting folk hero Robin Friday who started a now commonplace trend by kissing a policeman after scoring against Rochdale in 1975
“The policeman looked so cold and fed up standing there that I decided to cheer him up a bit,” he explained.
7th April 2017 at 1:29 pm
Yes. We played footy in the street, and Peter Lorimer (not me) broke the window-pane at number twenty-eight. Kenneth Wolstenholme was particularly impressed, and Leeds meet Chelsea in the semi-final.
6th April 2017 at 12:03 pm
Great imagery Alex…
Playing in the street….grumpy neighbours..I go back to my old fifties Wharfdale Street , just off the Ifield Road sometimes Alex.
It’s barely a bright tennis ball’s throw from Stamford Bridge.We’d play for hours across that little street , stopping only for Remo’s ice cream van. So few car back then. I remember mad scores like 53-41 .
We’d often play til it was so dark, we couldn’t see that little yellow ball anymore sometimes..
The marking on the old brick wall in streets now lined with cars 24 x 7 are faint… but still there.
4th April 2017 at 3:10 pm
A touching tribute to a quaint old ground, with its compact pitch and small white gable.