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September 2020

“Soccer” by Derek Jensen The Beautiful Game, inflamer of passion, Maker of legends and timeless skill; The sport of the world, whether rich or poor.  From the packed dirt streets of Africa, To the green grass pitches in England, Is that matchless, extrordinary, game of games played.  It’s a game of running, yet not always all out. It’s a game […]

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December 2019

The Football Pitch that Dad Built (continued) At last they arrived. Dad unwrapped the parcel and unravelled the nets. He stretched them between his vice like hands testing their strength and smiling his approval. Eventually the bright orange nets hung over the posts. He put the ball down, took three paces back ran… and then…thump! […]

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June & July 2019

Soccer I always have liked soccer. Such a rough game. Such skills required. And popular. Hometown watching, on Sunday morning. When one day, I found that I needed to withdraw. It was the honourable thing to do. Herbert Nehrlich   Thursday 13th June 2019 (Ashbourne) Summer League Osmaston 8 Ricky Daly 18, 21, Bromley Simpson […]

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March 2018

Dream Football Dream Football is the harder game The grass is devilishly long And growing Fish appear in the trainer’s bucket Your mother has set upon a small shop On the halfway line You are obliged to play in your underpants. Allan Ahlberg (1937 – )  . Friday 1st March 2019 Thurlow Nunn Eastern Counties […]

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Pleasant Pastures in Perivale and Mad Marauding Muntjacs

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: The opening lines of John Keats’ “Ode to a Nightingale”   Don’t the above words just fill you with foreboding? I’d recently taken […]

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