‘I Was There’ Wombwell School Football Poems
“I WAS THERE” FOOTBALL POEMS
from Students at Wombwell School. Nr Barnsley 14.5.09
I’m including a few poems below from the sessions . It’s so hard sometimes, to really come out of ourselves and express our deepest feelings in words , especially in front of others or in the close confines of a class setting among friends. Being in the spacious surrounding of a stunning modern library, as we were , really helps. The poems were created and read aloud on the day and give a flavour and idea of the general theme of ‘Being There’ , perhaps at a match or just a moment in your life. Big thanks to Wombwell for the invitation and to all the students for humbly giving up Maths and Science (!) to be there! Crispin
“During the football poetry workshops Crispin encouraged pupils to be creative and did this using his own personal experiences. This engages the pupils and allowed them to feel more secure about expressing themselves. Pupils created their own poems about an event in their lives that had something to do with sport. The scope was widened from just football to ensure all pupils could participate and write about something they were passionate about. Pupils created some stunning poems and gained confidence within their own work to be more creative and imaginative. ”
S.Totty .English Dept.Wombwell School.” Barnsley
I Was There
I was there when it began
When the snow fell to the ground
That cold January day
When we scraped past Blackpool
I was there at Anfield
When my heart stopped
The crowd went silent
As Brian Howard got a 94th minute goal
I was there as we hosted Chelsea
That day my heart belonged to football
As our striker headed the ball
All my dreams came true
As the ball shook the back of the net
By Ryan Butterworth
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Get In There!!!!
The final five there’s no better feeling
you feel so alive but the losers need healing.
We sing and roar wanting goals galore
We jump around with a mighty sound.
We jump right over that touchline wall
Trying to grab that prestigious ball
Reaching touching the holy ground
Crowds of people running around.
Running up to players giving them hugs
Will their faces be on my coffee mugs?
Losing your friends getting lost in the crowd
You’re not bothered because you’re so proud
Singing Que Sera what will be will be
We’re all going to ‘Wemb-erley’
Sometimes dreams really do come true
Chelsea are out and Barnsley are through
Get in there!!!!
Luke. Tomlinson 9h
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No-One Could Stop Me
I slowly pushed my way through.
Past the roaring heaving mass
I’ve never ever done this before
Something made me
Forget the outcome…
My friends had said
It’s great and exciting
It’s more difficult if you’re small
I finally broke my way through
and over the top
I felt a huge sigh of relief
I’ve never been on the pitch before
And yes it’s normally banned
But then it was the last game of the season
And no-one could stop me…
Jake Allert
Jake Raynor
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The Match
I go to watch the match each week
I hear them chanting in the street
Getting ready for the game
We’ll not let our enemies put us to shame
The game begins the fans all roar
In the very first minute we score
One nil up a penalty for sure
Our main defender has broken his jaw
We all stand up we yell we scream
All shouting at the other team
Our sub is on we miss a goal
Because the ball has hit the pole
The whistle goes we’ve reached half time
Let’s all go and grab a pie
Second Half the other team scores
Their supporters all applaud.
We end even 1-1 the score
But next time we’ll be back for more
Max
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Keep It Up!
When I played
for my old school teem
I scored a goal
I felt scared at first
then I got excited
when we won
after the match
we all sang and laughed
as we got changed
when I got home
my mum said
“well done son
keep it up ”
BY Luke Peel 9E
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Do Or Die
Excitement
Tension
Joy
Noise
But it’s much more than that
Not much time left
We are in extra time
Do or die
Deadly silence
Followed by a deafening roar
We are level
The whistle blows
Signalling the end
It’s spot kick time
Penalty shoot out
Excitement
Tension
Joy
Noise
But its much more than that
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We Are Barnsley
Football is belief
Football is addictive
Football is passion
You say football
We say football
Football
Football
You go to the ground the crowd is roaring
The other team has no chance of scoring
Some people think it’s really boring
I just think it’s totally adoring
You say football
We say football
Football
Football
At half time I went for a sausage roll
I thought to myself- come on Hume give us a goal !
We kick back with straight on attack
Hume sends the keeper on his back
You say football
We say football
Football
Football
The final whistle came around
The away team’s hearts are in the ground
We kept chanting to the boys
We made their team look just like toys
“We are Barnsley super Barnsley from Oakwell
We are Barnsley super Barnsley from Oakwell ”
Luke Bamford
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Manchester United At Fulham
The atmosphere was ecstatic.
There was Rooney Ronaldo
Tevez and Giggs.
Everyone was jumping
To the sound of the United beat.
“Champions of England
Champions of Europe.”
Craven Cottage
is a lot older
than Old Trafford
by many a year
We won the game
it was fantastic .
The United fans
did not sit down at all
during the game.
It was like a dream come true.
United
Premier League Champions once again!
“Champions of England
Champions of Europe.”
By Liam Stuart.
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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13th September 2024 at 6:14 pm
Welcome to Football Poets Beth
Great evocative poem Beth….
More please !
Haiku always welcome.
Hope we (FGR) get to play you again soon
Best
Crispin
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26th July 2024 at 6:25 pm
Great poem Mike Bartram. Eddie was a legend, affectionately known in Liverpool as, “the first hooligan.” Even the hoolies were well dressed in those days. The amazing thing was he was only 26 when that picture was taken. He’d played for Everton youth team and was well known to the players. He never got arrested. They threw him out and he climbed back in, just in time for Derek Temples winner.
I used the picture of him being tackled to the ground on the front cover of my book, “Once Upon a rhyme in Football.” It’s worth looking on youtube and finding the re-enactment of the Wembley scene. Frank Skinner and Baddiel went around to Eddies home in the 1990’s and acted it out on the green outside. It’s hilarious, especially all the effort they put in to get Eddie sober enough to shoot the scene.
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10th July 2024 at 6:07 pm
Hi Crispin,
I don’t know if you’ve see the picture in social media today…
a picture of a teenage Lionel Messi cradling a baby in Africa as part of a photoshoot…. the family had won a lottery to have their baby pictured with him….
the photographer has just revealed that the baby is actually in fact Lamine Yamal!!!!
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26th May 2024 at 2:30 pm
Hi Denys…
Re Man City:
OK it was 20 years ago but Criag Wilson did write this and a few others on them back in 04/05.
BTW I’m more Forest Green Rover since 2014 (and Chelsea) these days . I drum and am a standing season ticket holder .
Best
Crispin
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29th April 2024 at 2:47 pm
Hi Denys,
Yes Richard Williams you’re a brilliant wordsmith, my friend. When I first saw your football poetry I thought it was the superb Guardian sports and music writer. I once had the honour of sitting next to Richard Williams while at the Independent on the sports desk. He writes about music and sport with immense knowledge and authority. I’ve read a couple of Richard’s books recently. Great writer rather like you Richard Williams the Pompey fan. Congratulations on promotion.
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28th April 2024 at 5:59 pm
Thanks Denys. Yes your replay poem was superb.
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26th April 2024 at 4:46 pm
Nice work, Joe. You were quick off the mark with that! Good one from Richard Williams too I see.
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25th April 2024 at 7:33 pm
Hi Denys,
Thanks mate. I’ll do it now.
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