United in grief
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 3 different poems, after watching last night’s docudrama ‘United’ on BBC2, see notes below
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 From Munich, to Mexico, the Reds are marching on
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I watched
and cried
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Even though I knew – what the result was
that the plane would never make it into the blizzard hewn skies
that it would break into two
and break up a legendary team
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Even though I knew – that Duncan Edwards
would never make another kick-off
that only Harry Gregg and Bill Foulkes
would make that first ghostly blank team sheet
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Even though I knew – they’d win through the Quarter and Semi
but lose that most poignant and emotive of Cup Finals
even though I knew – that Bobby Charlton would return and grow in stature
and that Sir Matt, would prosper and re-build his Busby Babes part II
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Even though they’re not my team, I watched
and cried
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And how prophetic
Jimmy Murphy’s line
“It’s not for what we do and say now, it’s for how we position ourselves for the future ….” *
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As Chicarito nets, in the here and now, late into the game
and practically ensures
another season of dominance
¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 ~ ~ # ~ ~
¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Blackbox
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Jimmy Murphy barked
“the ball’s round, to go around”
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And so it did
until that fateful skid
on the snow carpeted Munich runway back in 1958
when the plane broke in two
killing passengers and crew
except for plucky survivors, cradled by the hands of fate
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Some would never again get to kick a ball in earnest
their limbs twisted, but their hearts tormented
and their minds, an embedded blackbox – of painful memories
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¶ 16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 haiku
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coffins in the gym
laid out like vaulting boxes
United in grief
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