1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 How did we arrive here?
Carrying unfulfilled fixtures
of the missing from our city
to UEFA’s listening committee,
a tentative morning in the warm sun
of Kungstradgarden assembled faces
from the Stretford End, Rochdale Reds,
Ajax fans, early heralds of the evening
final, meaningless save as a symbol
of what it is to be united.



From the perspective of Man Utd officials and fans, and how they said they felt about the game in the context of the tragic circumstances.

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