1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Majorca reports on a spate of late bookings I hear?
Unheard of – from Lufthansa – for the time of the year
Lidl’s flown in extra sauerkraut, bratwurst und bier
Tis even being said one can guarantee a towel-free sun-bed.
Without some belching Hamburger doing in yer head,
A shouting Dortmunder, or Berliner und kinder sat near.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 In every crowded restaurant und bar
The talk is of Manuel Neuer or VAR
und where Bogey’s meticulous planning went South?
I mean…their trains run to the second on time
So how come this sudden fussball decline?
Tis unheard of, they just simply…don’t get knocked out.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Over café und kutchen
If no-one nearby is looking
The odd tear is still being shed
I’m told uber shot-stopper Oliver Kahn
Is an understanding custodian of calm,
“Could happen to anyone”, the ledge simply said

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Die-hards Helmut and Marje
Recovering in a bierkeller/bar
Rise above the waves of shed tears
Tis – after all – nice to get a rest,
From whom und where are we playing next?
Guaranteed by them every four years

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Meanwhile…Sane, Sane
Why didn’t Bogey pick Leroy Sane?
Is being whispered in to every dour German’s ear
Though I have to question if…
One lightning quick, mere slip of a kid,
Could have changed…a proud nations fate against…South Korea?



I still can’t quite get my head around the Richter scale shock of this upset, though the TV punditry more than suggesting Leroy Sane as the saviour of German fussball is well wide of the mark, in my humble opinion…no-one more than Der Germans know a team – and not one player – win big tournaments. Constructing a wunderbar winning team of uber-mensches fit to lift a future World Cup or Euro’s, is most probably on the drawing board right now. Tis simply how they do it.

Go well, be lucky and keep smiling.


Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/aftermath/