Until We Go To Games Again

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 until we go to games again
I’m trawling way down mem’ry lane
the times my fingers near turned blue
the dramas being there with you
and Covid’s got me looking back
at what it is we miss we lack
the times we tried but never could
be close to what we dreamed was good
how little did we know back then
how long before we’d go again

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 but to be on that windblown hill
I’d swap it all to be there still
in spite of how we moaned up there
regardless of the time of year
the South Stand up at the New Lawn
is like some endless Narnia dawn
but still we watched on freezing nights
on cold weekends or by floodlight
but I would give it all my friend
to simply go to games again

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 and though we view when games are streamed
it’s an apocalyptic scene
where ground staff sanitize the ball
and no one can shake hands at all
the vacant stands the masks and sounds
you get inside an empty ground
the touchline rants and frantic shouts
of “”hold the ball” and “get it out!”
the coach who yells forever more
the words we’ve never heard before
the screamed expletives at the ref
the hope we keep until the death
we watch at home and just pretend
that we are back there once again

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 how odd to once more hear a crowd
it’s gonna sound extremely loud
and oh how strange to stand so near
the fans without these masks we wear
without the risk of touching things
that living through pandemics brings
we helpless fans are all the same
all longing to go to a game
but still how brilliant when this ends
to be there standing once again

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/until-we-go-to-games-again/