Stadium Tour

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It begins with all the boring stuff, which
makes ‘the match-day experience’ just so:
box office, police control room, the pitch-
marking gear, St John’s. Then the physio
waves us onto couches, fluorescent-lit;
pretends to examine our ‘injuries’.
In the home changing-room, they let us sit
where the players do. It must be a squeeze.
But what we want is the full kiss-and-tell,
the inside word: why Vinnie kicked a hole
in the door in his thankfully brief spell;
why our centre forwards shy away from goal;
whether Harry the hawk ever catches
any pigeons mid-air during matches . . .


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/stadium-tour/