Attacking Mid

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The whistle blows for the hundredth time,
as fans go wild shaking the stands,
an angry mob supports us,
but at the same time curses us,
watching us play at our pitch at home…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Down a goal, the beer sales increase,
as passers by, set to riot in the streets,
i face a twelfth man, a dark angel perhaps,
with a whistle that works,
if our opponents collapse…

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Time eludes me more,
with each calculated play,
and my opponents waste it,
with their little cheap delays…

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Suddenly, a loose ball finds my feet,
in the waning seconds of injury time,
a few yards short of defensive mid,
i break away, beating two players with speed,
but approach a wall, that quickly closes in…

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I see a light, a chance to take a shot,
but chances are i may make it, or not,
too few seconds to stop and consider,
so from attacking mid, i quickly delivered,
a chip to the right, to unexpected header,
that equalized and made a bad day better…



Football poem about a beautiful equalizer in a big match..!!

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/attacking-mid/