Vitai Lampada There’s a breathless hush in the Close tonight – Ten to make and the match to win – A bumping pitch and a blinding light, An hour to play and the last man in. And it’s not for the sake of a ribboned coat, Or the selfish hope of a season’s fame, But […]
Saturday Ritual It’s just a Saturday ritual my dear;So have no fearAnd let’s be clear,I’m not gallivanting,I’ve no bird in tow,Think of it moreLike I’m off to a show;I’ll be back before you know. And yes the pub is also partOf the ritual we must trek,But please take heartAs I never really notice,The barmaids so […]
Each team would somehow pick itself No boys were left upon the shelf No substitutions, 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 . Lined up then in such formations […]
The Winter Is Cold, Is Cold by Madeleine L’Engle The winter is cold, is cold. All’s spent in keeping warm. Has joy been frozen, too? I blow upon my hands Stiff from the biting wind. My heart beats slow, beats slow. What has become of joy? Monday 3rd December 2012 Hertfordshire Senior Cup k.o.:- 7.45pm […]
