The Olympic Stadium, Rome

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Packie’s parry on the line,
Stumbling as he fell,
Schillachi star about to shine,
Sounding our death knell.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Carefully he picked his spot
With great deliberation,
An accurate, well-measured shot
That earned deification.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The cross that came in from the right
That reached McGrath’s strong head.
Just was not to be our night,
Our dreams were put to bed.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Franco Baresi on the ball,
Calm and self-assured,
Didn’t see Townsend at all
Till well and truly skewered.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The crowd that tarried in the ground
Although the match was finished,
The constant, marvellous wall of sound
That never once diminished.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 The memory is fading now,
The details have gone hazy,
But wasn’t it fantastic how
The country all went crazy?


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-olympic-stadium-rome/