Evocative Football in the Fog

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Strange how the ghostly gloom
Turns football into Dickens
A muffled terrace wrapped up
In blankets and bovril
The breath of expectation rises
And clings like cobwebs
The face of Shankly gazes through the mist
2-0 to the Lilywhites
Finney smiles
And as the away fans begin the trek to the coach
The north end voices sing out as one:
“We can’t see you leaving!”



Preston North End 2 Bristol City 0
The 2 goals barely witnessed though the descending fog!

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/evocative-football-in-the-fog/