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The Football Writer’s Love Song

David Hulme

Friday, January 30th, 2015

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Dip those great boots in ink, you men,
And write your names on this green page,
Surnames only. Just first names when
I leave the box, the wooden cage,
And see you in a one-to-one.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 You feign to be the put-upon,
No eye-to-eye with this old sage,
A few rushed words and then you’re gone,
A moment shared on this great stage,
Post match you’re still as bloody fast!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 And in the game, that break at last,
That floated pass that took an age
And met the stretching player, passed
The stretching hands that failed to gauge
The cursive loop from foot to head.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 It left the opposition dead.
Their story’s on the spike, unread.
Full stop. New game, fresh ink, new stage,
Dip your boots, men, we turn the page.

© David Hulme 30 January, 2015.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-football-writers-love-song/