Retributive and Restorative Justice Part One
In the week before the Liverpool – Juventus fixture and with memories of Heysel all around us, how disappointing it was to see the baseness of the behaviour at St. James’ Park. Although a fight between two grown men followed by an insincere apology is of minor insignificance compared with so many deaths a generation ago, it has certainly sullied the week-end. My wife told me the other day that Mr. Sanchez was reported as saying that because young footballers earn so much more than their managers then discipline can become consequently problematic.
He may have a point.
Alan Curbishley in today’s Observer argues that footballers are bigger than pop stars now – another reason, perhaps, why it is difficult for these wealthy young men to live in the real world where compromise is the stuff of life. Gareth Southgate in last week’s Sunday Times asserted that footballers are worth every penny they earn as top entertainers; but how, we might ask, can we help errant egos transform themselves into suitable role models for a younger generation brought up on a celebrity diet of hero worship.
I am not saying that restorative justice is a complete answer, but helping offenders such as the Newcastle Two see and understand the harm they have caused to peoples’ lives is not a complete irrelevance. The only way that could happen is for them to go into ordinary homes, clubs, pubs, football teams, community groups etc and listen to calm voices in structured meetings. They need to be punished for sure, but they also need to be educated – and this should be a general principle for all footballers. I know football clubs already get into community involvement in lots of laudable ways, but an atmosphere of top-down patronage and largesse can surround some of the schemes at the moment. In summary, perhaps we should not just think about how footballers can help their communities, but we should also think about how football players need to be educated by their communities, so that they, the players themselves, change their behaviour and attitudes.
It wouldn’t be an idiotic idea, for a start, if all players studied Parry’s poem about Heysel:
In Memoria e Amicizia (In Memory and Friendship)
For those
Who will never walk alone
For those whose colours meet
In the warm hands of friendship
We will remember
For those
Who follow with passion and pride
For those who wish to forgive
Those whose cannot forget
We must remember
For those
Who we lost whose names
Remain in hearts on lips and brought to mind
For those of us who say: “In Memoria e Amicizia”
We will always remember Heysel and Hillsborough.
© P Maguire
Liverpool & Juventus (2nd April 2005) CLQF.
Note to Editors: i have posted 2 poems up, one in red and one in black to represent Juve and Liverpool, hope you dont mind.
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5th December 2022 at 8:11 pm
Stuart, you are not alone, in your dichotomy of doubt
but without dissention
you stand alone
in hogging our attention!
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16th November 2022 at 11:04 am
[Football on soiled turf]
This is a wonderful phrase which I shall be using from now on!
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15th November 2022 at 3:54 pm
Well said Crispin. One of the reasons for The Ball 2022/23 is exactly this – that FIFA need to know. The Ball is essentially a petition to FIFA to honour their commitments to the UN Sports for Climate Action Framework. They signed up; they should act. The Qatar tournament takes the World Cup in the opposite direction to that commitment. And 2026 looks like it’ll be even worse.
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8th November 2022 at 2:06 pm
Hi Guys
Re ‘Lets Boycott Qatar ‘ poem
You probably hate me banging on..and problably know (like me) that my/your not watching the World Cup in Qatar will make no difference.
Of course it won’t. That’s not the point.
OK someone might possibly eventually publish a minimal drop in terrestrial TV viewer numbers, but I fear that is unlikely.
But please above all, do go on writing poems about the World Cup, as/you we have always done. I hate to think a poem or two of mine might l make you feel bad about comenting on a game or country …or that I’ve put you all off about wanting to contribute.
So we’d love to hear from you and read your thoughts and observations, as ever on what’s going on.
Some of us have been here since Football Poets website birth/inception for the Euros 2000 ….
All my best wishes
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18th October 2022 at 10:06 am
Shoot! (Something we’ve also been screaming in vain at our team all season !)
Great memories Joe . Before Shoot, it was Roy of the Rovers comic too, dropping through my letterbox.
Anxiously waiting each week to see if they survived in the mexcian jungle after an ambush..or a pre-season earthquake!
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3rd October 2022 at 8:32 pm
Thanks for the kind words Sharon. Yes, it was a shame with Billy Shako, but with five subs now being allowed, he might yet make it off the bench. Even if it’s just a cameo to close out a poem.
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2nd October 2022 at 1:49 pm
John, your new book is an absolute delight and more please. It’s a shame ‘Swapping Shirts With Shakespeare’ never made it off the bench, but quality football poets light up the writing fields like Roman candles. Go well.
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4th September 2022 at 12:42 pm
Great memories Greg. Took me right back.
Today I stand on a small terrace in the hills where I live watching Forest Green Rovers in L1, and keep up with Chelsea on highlights. It’s a far cry and a world away from those times when I lived as a child within walking distance of ‘The Bridge’ – just off the Ifield Road, which led to Fulham Road. The Blues were rubbish for so long, but we loved them and somehow we stayed in the old First Division for so many seasons. And of course we got to see Greavesie at his impudent best, scoring goals for fun. Mad unpredictable games where we’d score 4 and let in five.
The looming floodlights in the dark and mist on magic night games. The big games when the ground heaved.
I don’t think we ever realized how magical and incredible it was back then. The atmosphere and arriving there so early – like you said.. just to make sure you got in. Back when Bovril, tea and cake and roasted peanuts for sixpence a back were just about all on offer.
Good times.
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4th September 2022 at 12:37 pm
see above
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18th August 2022 at 10:20 am
To put it politely!
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