Football Poets

WC2010 : Day 13, Half Time

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Trying to watch it live on streaming (at work – but don’t tell the boss!)

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Nothing against the BBC
Nothing against the compan-y
Nothing against Tim Berners-Lee

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Fortunately, as yet
Nothing against D James
And as far as I can tell, no-one’s made a hames

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 But trying to watch the streaming
With all it’s stop start projection
Is filling me … with ….
trepidation

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The ball is in the box, it’s hanging in the air …
It’s still hanging ….
Hanging …
Hanging …

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Does JT get his head to it?
Or does Birsa score?
Pray do tell us
Cables – please send us more!

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 “And Johnson sends a searching pass……”
And I’m all set to send out a search party
Behind the back of the pc
For that pass is more absent, or awol, than received

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 And now Frank has a free….
The ball has left his boot….
The wall could actually pace forward and block it
At the eighth pace, at this rate

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 At least the fans, are drowning out the vuvuzelas
If only the team could now follow suit
And drown out the doubts

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Rooney’s on the edge of the box
He’s shaping up to shoot……
It’s like a Matrix moment
I can see all his options – but not the outcome

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Corner to us, Frank whips it, JT flicks it ….
Upson and Rooney at the ready….
My, they’re so steady, not an inch, do they flinch…..
Yawn… ball rolls wide

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Another corner, jostling….
And they stay entwined for ever
The referee has forever
To form his reaction ….. Quiet word

¶ 13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 Rooney has dropped deep….
And stays deep
“Wayne we want you up the other end!”
Falls on deaf ears, along dumb wires

¶ 14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 Free. Ball played short, we keep possession
The pc keeps possession too … wait … wait
And wait …
Again…

¶ 15 Leave a comment on verse 15 0 Ball worked out wide to Milner
He’s on the touchline
And stays on the touchline
No one moves…. Swings his boot …

¶ 16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 Well I saw the ball arrive ….
In the box ….
And Defoe ahead of his man ….
But ’twas another Matrix moment

¶ 17 Leave a comment on verse 17 0 G…..
O…..
A…..
L !! …. !! …… !! ….. !!

¶ 18 Leave a comment on verse 18 0 Well if I thought the live feed
Was slow eating
Then the replay
Was terminal !

¶ 19 Leave a comment on verse 19 0 Hang on, that next action
Wasn’t a replay
But a replica move….
Keeper reaches it, Lamps sends it just over….

¶ 20 Leave a comment on verse 20 0 He holds his head in his hands
And doesn’t remove them….
Frank, you can’t stay like that …
All game!

¶ 21 Leave a comment on verse 21 0 Rooney lays it onto Stevie G…
Picks his spot….
And I could do dot to dot…
While I await, the big frame freeze

¶ 22 Leave a comment on verse 22 0 Handanovic gets a hand to it
But spills it ….
It’s a Robert Green moment…
But has an eternity to rectify …. Robert green with envy

¶ 23 Leave a comment on verse 23 0 Anyway, I won’t bore you with …
The rest of the ….
First …
Half ….

¶ 24 Leave a comment on verse 24 0 H-T
1-0
Yee….
sss!