Like rain it sounded till it curved And then I knew ’twas wind – It walked as wet as any Wave But swept as dry as sand – When it had pushed itself away To some remotest Plain A coming as of Hosts was heard That was indeed the Rain – It filled the Wells, […]
Touchline Shouting Touchline shouting, that’s all I ever hear, I’m so confused and filled with fear. I’m only ten years old and football should be fun, But with all this noise I don’t know which way to run. “Get back in defence!” my manager shouts. Dad shouts, “Get up front and deal with these louts!” […]
Each team would somehow pick itself No boys were left upon the shelf No substitution sulks or shame If you showed up you got a game. . Not 2-3-5 or 4-2-4 But 2-8-12 or even more Six centre forwards, five right wings Was just the normal run of things. . by Allan Ahlberg (1937 – […]
