Watching England ?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 all day long I’m in a state
can’t think straight or concentrate
hard to wait or just relate
turn to emails text a mate
will the match confirm our fate
watching England ?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 torn like Kevin pub or home
just one TV in our home
lap-top judders like a phone
can I bear to watch alone
who’ll reward the faith I’ve shown
watching England?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 trepidation sadness fear
in my eye an early tear
watching paint dry can compare
as the dreaded time draws near
why am I devoid of cheer
watching England?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 eve’ry tournament the same
media hyping up the game
those in charge to diss and blame –
confidence? not in my name
will the glory turn to shame
watching England ?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 semi final in our sight
ours the un-achievers plight
SB Ingle got it right
stomach churns and muscles tight
am I dreading Sunday night..
watching England ?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 count the hours passing by
no conviction but we try
expectation we’re not shy
we believe that pigs can fly
ev’ry time we wonder why ..
watching England ?



More thoughts as we build please? Explore…..

In response to SB Ingle’s great epsistle to the unseen arm-chair trials and tribulations of many an England fan….the bravado and reality’s always a little different in your own home isn’t it? Why can’t we be like the Irish who truly deserve the EuroSound & Vision Song prize for support .

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/watching-england/