Canto LIII

And so it ends, the All Blacks win at home,
after a tripwire taut 8-7 final,
a score to flatter France’s patchy form

and while they will go down in the annals
as runners up, they’ll be forever flattered,
although the world will otherwise be greatful

to them for leaving English hopes in tatters.
The tournaments in years to come will frame
the preening, diving, sobbing prima donnas

in what the naive call the beautiful game.
Of course I’ll get swept up, as I still do
when Ireland qualify or when West Ham

almost escape the relegation blues.
But wait, I missed that wee shindig in Stratford,
I’ll probably watch the highlights on the news

though, in hindsight, we all would have preferred
for it to be in gay Paris, and please
don’t tell me about legacy, it never

did much to bring the happy days to Greece.


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Aug 25, 2012 @ 14:12:52

    The legacy is intangible… it is in the hands of the kids who have joined sports clubs, inspired by the sportsmen and women they watched during the Olympics.


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