In Lehmanns Terms

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When the Germans visit Dublin,
There’s always such a buzz.
The atmosphere is bubblin’,
If not for them, for us.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 But apathy’s in fashion,
The atmosphere was flat.
Keane’s miss evoked no passion.
We merely shrugged at that.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 For us the game scarce mattered,
Since we went down to the Czechs
Our dreams now crushed and shattered.
Contenders? Please add “ex-.”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Germans were delighted
To return home with a draw,
But we were unexcited
And could scarce restrain a snore.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 And later on the panel,
Poor Eamo and the boys
Just churned the same old flannel
And made the same old noise.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I stayed away from Croker,
I’m glad now that I did.
It would have been a choker
To have coughed up fifty quid.


Hard to remember an international match so underhyped in Ireland! Though I suspect Wednesday’s game against Cyprus will be even worse. For the record, it finished 0-0, Germany came for the draw they needed, Ireland played okay, la di da

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/in-lehmanns-terms/