The Higgins Lament

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Another defeat ‘gainst the Derry elite,
And we’re all very morbid and broken.
We all feel cut up, like we were in the Cup,
And there’s many an angry word spoken.
Blaming A, blaming B for our deep misery,
Not to mention a conspiracy theory –
There’s no recompense this side of the fence.
Sometimes I just go to watch Heary.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I’m not saying the rest do not leave me impressed,
For there’s some can be sharp and persistent,
While others show touches, escape markers’ clutches,
But fail to be staunch and consistent.
Excuses abound when we’re played off the ground –
Do we want it enough? Are we weary?
When no-one’s performing, just watch who comes storming –
Sometimes I just go to watch Heary.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I’d play him in goal and right there in the hole,
As wing-half and central defender.
On the left wing or right, he will always keep tight,
And he knows how to swing in a bender.
Eleven Gary Breens? Or, say, Duffers or Keanes?
No thanks, the response to the query.
In defence or attack, it’s the Shelbourne right back,
Sometimes I just go to watch Heary.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 But the hamstring is torn, and I’m sad and forlorn,
For he might have to sit out the season.
With just four games left, I now feel quite bereft
Of all logical process and reason.
My mind just feels numb, do not care what’s to come,
And my world has turned misty and dreary.
Its hard to be lifted when the balance has shifted –
Sometimes I just go to watch Heary.



A member of the Shelbourne website forum in maudlin form after a 2-0 defeat to arc-rivals Derry City sees the title race blown wide open – and even swinging Derry’s way.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-higgins-lament/