FA Cup Poem 2022
The snow fell hard, on a humdrum town
This club has dragged you down
It's December 1990, Gazza's in his prime
But down in deep High Wycombe
It's challenge trophy time
Look, it's hard to understand this
But I swear to God they cheered
All around the local community
Peterborough were revered
A different time, but the same old (new) place
Adams Park, so fresh and new
Local interest, national interest
Just what can (little) Wycombe do?
Tuns out nothing
It's a Football Focus meme
Motson in his hated coat
Killing all our dreams
God, the profits outsiders made that day
As the angel snow did fall
While we lost some decent revenue
And no-one kicked a ball
That sheepskin coat shaped football
For 20 years or more
When all it was in truth was bad news
For the backroom lads on Final Score
Time's moved on, things have changed
It doesn't snow these days
Motson's coat is in a skip
Somewhere out near Hayes
So drink it in, the FA Cup
Remember that brown coat worn by Beeks?
And somewhere in a flatland field
A Swann man turns and shrieks
Comments
The FA Cup can start now!
What a lovely way to wake up on a cold November morning
Remains our most glorious tradition
I can imagine this being read out by the late great Bill.
Splendid
Splendid, indeed. Now the lads need to put on a show. Biggest game of the season so far, eh, @LX1 ?
Brilliant, we can’t lose now.
Perfect.
Only positive to come from today.
Until next year…
At this rate we need a Crashing Out of the FA Cup Embarrassingly Haiku too.
Wet November fifth
Walsall outplayed Wanderers
No fireworks though
Concentrate on League
Shit in League
Oops
Out
Is @oilysailor the Gareth Ainsworth of poetry. By which I mean untouchable?
For me not his greatest work this year.
My only complaint is "flatland field" at the end. You're much more likely to find a Swann in a fetid gutter.
Dreams of cup glory
Villa Park, Tottenham, again?
Walsall score twice,........ shit.