Long Sportsfootball Poems
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Switching channels, trying to stay on top
Mannings and Favre are the cream of the crop
Afraid to miss a single great play
Is this how a lady should spend her Sunday?
Vikings fans stand up and cheer
Purple and gold are winning this year
Look like dem Saints gonna 'Brees' (Understood?)
No more bags, no more 'Ain'ts" (Better knock on some wood!)
Not much success for the Tampa Bay Bucs
But faithful fans are still wishing them luck
The Giants appear to be bouncing back
Eli and team mates try to regain their track
Great quarterbacks like Luckman and Tittle
Let's hope our Giants remain "fit as a fiddle"
Touchdowns and field goals get fans outta their seats
While I scream and applaud, my cheerleading repeats
Reviews and replays are part of this game
As great football legends, their names shall remain
Let's get ready to watch game of football.
It's the number one game to watch in the fall.
Choose a team that will be a winner.
Watch the game just before dinner.
Oklahoma sooners is my team who's yours?
Many thanks to the football fans who contributed, including Linda-Marie Bariana, Karen
O'Leary, Tim Ryerson, Matthew Annish and Teresa Skyles (the Sooner fan!).
A football you've followed the whole of your life,
From centre to goal... and missing it twice.
But this vice it seemed needed a rest,
So it eyed your feet close and selected the left.
The guilty from accounts was a bit of a prat,
But he helped with the ambulance, so we'll give him that!
A phone call you made, so calm and composed,
None of your pain and worry did it disclose.
In mud you lay for an hour instead,
As the ambulance was rescued from the mud hence.
Dosed up and examined you were retired to bed,
Prepped for surgery and occasionally fed.
Certainly fed up was what you became,
With nothing to do and your ward so plain.
But texts and e mails we received,
To come and see you, and your boredom relieve.
What fun we had making a fuss,
With Bless ya's and How's and chocolate a must.
Your tale you recounted many a time,
To family and friends, but staying modest in mind.
But now we leave you to recover,
The football reality, for now just virtual,
But as you adapt to the stairs and we tease you so,
We're glad your ok, and love you really you know!!
Form:
MIRACLE!
Now hear sports prime time
“Amazing! Spectacular!”
Just two of the words
“Hey! You gotta be kiddin’”
Does he know how to play ball!”
“One of the greatest”
Some say he IS the greatest!”
Just incredible!”
“Bob that’s some kinda atha-lete!”
“Three hundred pounds of muscle”
“It’s a miracle!”
“You mean HE’S a miracle”
“He’s at the fifty –
Forty thirty twenty-five
Reverses field at the five
STUPENDOUS RUN A TOUCHDOWN!”
WHAT AN ATHA-LETE!”
The magic words spilling forth
At top of his lungs
Had you pressed the mute button
Just another game
But the fans love noise
The roar will deaden the mind
Loudmouth has said squat
Has stated the obvious
Big mouth says “Watch but don’t think”
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I am an avid football fan - especially college football - the poem is not about disliking football, but about some - not all - of the brainless announcers.
Southern Airways Flight 932
November 14, the night they flew
McDonnell Douglas DC-9
Like all flights, they should be fine
On the return home
They clipped some tree's
The final run
From Greenville,NC
37 players
In all, 75
From this tragedy
None survived
This Thundering Herd
Taken in their prime
Coaches and others
Before their time
But We Are Marshall
Would rise again
To take away
This terrible pain
From a point of closure
They reunite
To carry the lost
In their football right
Jack Lengyel
Appointed coach
With Red Dawson
Through Dedmans approach
Young Thundering Herd
First game lost
29 - 6
Experience cost
First post win
Against Xavier
15 - 13
Calms despair
In 1974
Jack Lengyel leaves
But, We Are Marshall
We quietly grieve
" Dedicated to the Thundering Herd Football Team from Marshall University-West Virginia
and Mr Arthur D. Schwarz, a fervent football fan "
Yellin'
Screamin'
Shoutin' out your lungs!
It's the time of year when eveyone's
havin' football fun!
They throw the ball,
the crowd goes wild,
the players all run,
while the sideliners,
are jumpin' in their team's colors!
They tackle the wrong guy,
While the other guy flies by!
He falls on the zone,
He did it on his own,
The team screams, runs on the field,
and thank goodness the stands are made of steel.
The crazies' run on the field, painted all over,
the boa's, the wigs,the goofieballness,
TWEET!
The ref is glad that they've had their fun, but the day has a setting sun!
The crowd moves off, and they pray.....
The kick the field goal.........
HE MADE IT!!!
HORRRAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
Yellin'
Screamin'
Shoutin' out your lungs!
It's the time of year when eveyone's
havin' football fun!