Ireland to host Brazil

To celebrate Ireland playing hosts to Brazil in a friendly fixture on wednesday February 18th, here are 2 related poems for the price of one.

Now, if only I could get even one ticket!

Samba soccer by the Liffey

The tall young lad, in eye catching top
Stepped onto the busy train, on a dull grey day
Bright yellow tracksuit, emblazoned ‘Brasil’
But his height and looks, made him stand out anyway

Having just hit the net
The web alas, not the old onion bag
My mind went a-wandering
As the homeward journey began to drag

Could he be the clubless Rivaldo?
Ready to turn out for Rovers, Bohs or Pats?
Or even Dublin City or UCD; an unwilling pawn
In one of the Eircom League’s endless spats?

Well, whoever he was
He stepped out at Clonsilla
So by process of elimination
That ruled out Ashtownvilla

Looking ahead, to the night’s exertions
And the contest with my fellow cohorts
I’ll soon be chasing samba shadows
When facing one of Sao Paulo’s finest exports


The poem that was meant to be!

I wrote the poem, near the start of the journey, and using poetic licence, picked the station that gave me the best rhyme.
Yet lo and behold! The Rivaldo look-a-like got off at that very stop!
(To those not familiar with Dublin’s west side, that’s about 6 or 7 stations from where we started).

The last stanza is in honour of my friend and neighbour, Gustavo, who’s wonderful presence has upped the standard of our weekly 5-a-side.
Unfortunately he returns to Brazil in the summer of 2004.

I wanna be

I’m thirsty for more
I still have the hunger
I wanna be a World Cup winner
Lift it like Dunga

I wanna be like Socrates
Intuiative and tall
I wanna be the one
My country will call

Not interested in politics
Couldn’t be a Biko
What I really wanna be
Is someone like Zico

Source: https://footballpoets.org/news/2004/01/16/ireland-to-host-brazil/