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When we were winning Two-Nil

Denys E. W. Jones

Sunday, December 12th, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When we were winning two-nil,
The sun was shining bright.
The sky was blue as blue can be,
No dark clouds were in sight.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I munched my half-time hotdog,
And sipped my Bovril sweet.
For we were winning two-nil,
With no thought of Defeat.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When we were winning two-nil,
I heard a wise man say:
“My son, I’d have you know this is
A ninety-minute game.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 There’s five and forty left to play,
The match ain’t over yet.
There’s still time for that ball to find
Its way into our net…”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The rival teams then re-emerged,
I clapped and cheered with glee.
For we were winning two-nil,
No use to talk to me.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Those ninety mins have now elapsed,
We’re filing out the Ground.
And pitch-black clouds blot out the sun,
A cold rain buckets down.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 I chew my full-time Mars Bar,
Though it don’t taste so sweet.
For we were winning two-nil,
But three-two we got beat…

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 13/12/04
Denys E. W. Jones

© 13/12/04

Notes

This poem is a re-working of one by A. E. Housman entitled When I was One and Twenty. My poem is not about any team or any match in particular. It simply describes a situation I think we have all been in, a feeling we have all known…

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/when-we-were-winning-two-nil/