Wednesday, April 4th, 2012
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Barcelona have perfected – the wall pass
one – two
tiki – taki
only they do it
all around the pitch
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If these figurative walls
were for real
then Camp Nou
wouldn’t have a pitch…
but a maze!
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And amaze – they do!
© Clik the mouse, April 4th 2012
Watched some of the Barcelona v Inter Milan Champions League quarter final match last night – Barcelona at times were untouchable!!
Barcelona go through 3-1 on aggregate. To meet, hopefully (find out tonight) – Chelsea! (yes, we went through to meet our Nemesis)
& then it dawned on me this morning, that the ‘wall pass’ is a lesser spotted phrase these days!
(it came to mind after hearing this ridiculous story…..)
maybe this is why Bolton will never be Barca?!?!?!?
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16th March 2018 at 3:06 pm
It’s a superb tribute to one of the finest footballers to grace the game, and a lovely gentleman too.
See in context
16th March 2018 at 10:44 am
Beautiful as always Sharon.
When it was at Preston I just stood there in awe.
16th March 2018 at 10:41 am
So true – just like it was in 2000 when this site began Dennis.
is it any wonder then so many of use desert our beloved clubs… with our feet …..to watch the beauty and people’s game of lower and non-league
That’s where and why you’ll find me today , when i can..
getting there early for the vibe..e..standing on terraces .in an out of the way place .
chatting to away fans beforehand and after and clutching raffle tickets at half time …hopeful even for a five pound third prize
16th March 2018 at 10:31 am
Just brilliant John.
Felt like i was that kid and that grandad sat by a fire…
in front of an old dogy tele and astruggling VHS
…..living it all.
9th March 2018 at 4:16 pm
In August 2016 it was reported that the former professional footballer Howard Gayle, the first black player to appear for Liverpool, and involved in the ‘Show Racism The Red Card’ campaign, had turned down an MBE as it would be ‘a betrayal to the Africans who suffered at the hands of the British Empire.
28th February 2018 at 11:02 pm
A very fine and considered poem on the great malaise of the modern game. Or one of them, at least!
23rd February 2018 at 10:30 am
Footie with Dad….what a great idea…nice one Phil thanks for making us aware of this…I wil ensure it appears as a link with your poem on our Football Poets on Facebook page and Football Gone Rogue too!
8th February 2018 at 11:23 am
Really moving account of a day a night Graham
and also how we were as kids..
they way we came to terms with things …
6th February 2018 at 1:47 pm
“beyond the gated community of stones”. Beautiful.
6th February 2018 at 1:41 pm
Brilliant imagery. A great poem.