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Dec 29, 2016 - Football Poetry, Reviews    Comments Off on Review: Millwall Haiku by Howard Colyer

Review: Millwall Haiku by Howard Colyer

Football is a game often defined by its playing formations, such as 2-3-5, 4-4-2 or 4-3-3. But what about 5-7-5? Sounds implausible? Well, novelist, playwright and poet Howard Colyer has used this form as the basis of writing a series of match reports from 2003/04 to 2015/16, based around watching his football team, Millwall. Still not clear?

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Oct 11, 2010 - Football Poetry    Comments Off on A Minute’s Silence

A Minute’s Silence

How long did a minute feel when panic had set in? Arms pinned to your side. Body contorted into unrecognisable shapes by the pressure of those around you. Brain realising there is no escape. How long did a minute feel, your life’s breath seeping out of you? Ribcage squeezed hard. Then harder still. Your only […]

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Oct 11, 2010 - Football Poetry    Comments Off on Standing Out In A Crowd

Standing Out In A Crowd

We’ve all seen him, there on the home terrace, just to the left of the goal. Same stanchion and always stood on his own. Dressed in Saturday best; flat cap resplendent come rain or shine. It’s been his spot for forty years. “Poor old sod. How come he’s on his own?” “Did he never have […]

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Oct 11, 2010 - Football Poetry    Comments Off on Camp Nou

Camp Nou

It fills my eyes. It floods my brain. I can’t take it all in. I have to look away. Gradually I turn to focus. Down I look to the green heart pulsing below. Slowly I scan upwards. Taking in the blue and red veins that surge skyward. Finally my head tilts back. The black Catalan […]

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Oct 11, 2010 - Football Poetry    Comments Off on Empty Seat

Empty Seat

During a lull in the second half with the match coming to a close, a melancholic thought occurred. “This could be the last time I sit next to this man at a game”. This is the man who back in the seventies, held me by the hand and showed me where to go. He made […]

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