Friday, 3 July 2009

Bosnich & I

Bosnich & I (a poem for Mr Farina)




We’re the same height
One-sixty-eight-odd
Small for goalkeepers

I take what I will
Amateur, untested
In the Sunday league

Fish and chips
Before the match
Like Alf Tupper

Ale and tokes
Beer and smokes
On the park with the blokes

We take what comes
Bodies on, and off, the line
And bugger-all thanks

He loses everything
I go on, starting
This spring

See the talent
Not the stuff
Mark was and is

Always enough
For Australia
Forget the failure

It’s part of the job