Thursday, March 10, 2005
Nigel Worthington
Under Worthington Norwich play
Attractive football
I hear, and so repeat.
Who, after all, will challenge me?
Dean Ashton arriving,
You say?
A good buy – he’s been setting the
Championship alight.
The groom at that first wedding was a fan.
He married my almost-friend in
King’s College Chapel: the two of them
Children playing dress-up
In that vast hangar.
And
The baked-concrete week of Mum’s
Open University summer school.
(Dad took us to Gremlins 2,
Insisting to the vigilant
Usher that Leila was twelve.)
That long jubilee weekend
We had a run on the Wetherspoon’s
Quiz machine and searched for
Somewhere to drink past eleven.
It is here that I place you,
Worthington,
One more murky tile
In that dusty mosaic which spells, “Norwich”,
If I squint hard enough.
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Under Worthington Norwich play
Attractive football
I hear, and so repeat.
Who, after all, will challenge me?
Dean Ashton arriving,
You say?
A good buy – he’s been setting the
Championship alight.
The groom at that first wedding was a fan.
He married my almost-friend in
King’s College Chapel: the two of them
Children playing dress-up
In that vast hangar.
And
The baked-concrete week of Mum’s
Open University summer school.
(Dad took us to Gremlins 2,
Insisting to the vigilant
Usher that Leila was twelve.)
That long jubilee weekend
We had a run on the Wetherspoon’s
Quiz machine and searched for
Somewhere to drink past eleven.
It is here that I place you,
Worthington,
One more murky tile
In that dusty mosaic which spells, “Norwich”,
If I squint hard enough.
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