scattered leaves —
none of our players
where they were named
closed roof —
a lull overhangs
our rustiness
one miss from close in
then two, then three…
— blushing leaves
wind-lashed trees —
goals from turnovers
pile up
Wellingham crumbs —
bodies swirl
in his wake
closed roof —
all eyes
on Daisy’s torp
a few empty seats
in the upper levels
— Krakouer’s leap
About rob scott
Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a peripatetic haiku poet who calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.
What a highlight reel HB?
Flynny
Got up at 5am to watch the first half on a live stream.
Two lousy goals.
Then had to leave to catch a boat to Finland for the day.
Missed the whole thing.
Couldn’t believe the result when we docked back in Stockholm 12 hours later.
Have been watching the highlights ever since.
Moral of the story: When Haiku Bob goes to Finland, the Pies go bananas. Back to Helsinki next Sunday, thanks HB.
was a ripper boat trip moc.
might do just that.