A Game of Two Halves

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Swaggerin’ to the ground, pie in one hand
fanzine in the other, to see our latest signing –
a good 10,000 and me and my kid brother.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I’m in my spot in the Nutter Stand when
a snowflake falls and settles on my brother’s coat.
“That’s torn it,” I say “they’ll not risk him now.”
But they do and how he plays in that snow-
storm; dribbling passing shooting heading in the snow!
What talent. We have him cheap at a million. Half time:
One up to the lads. What a manager. What an investment.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Second half and the snow melts. We take off our coats.
Roll-up our sleeves. Two more would do it. One is
never enough.
“That’s the stuff!” we roar
and “Get stuck in!” but it isn’t and they don’t.
The boss takes him off – our investment’s down the pan.
So what’s gone wrong with our million man?
Don’t ask me. Once the snow melts I can’t see
that flamin’ orange ball…against the green.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Talk about a game of two halves –
All the papers said it was the best they’d seen.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/a-game-of-two-halves/