The rhyme of the modern Mariner

It is a modern Mariner

And he stoppeth regu’ly

By the stadium on the waterfront

At one end lined with trees.

 

His club they’ve made their sales pitch grand

“This year we will be back!

We’ve got the Dutch to plug the holes

And the Spaniards like bulls will attack”.

 

He’s doubtful from experience

But hope flickers like a candle

That this year might be different

Or at least easier to handle.

 

But woe is he, for Bluetongue’s view

Is still the only pleasure…

Reliably found in Gosford

Week on week – they bow to pressure.

 

For first they strike and all is right

But when they must stand ground

The skill and structure vanish

Leaders nowhere to be found.

 

He loves his team – they’re not to blame

The owner must invest!

Selling all your talent

Is no way to be the best.

 

And at least self-pity’s always fun

“They’re so incompetent

The one who shows the most spirit

Is our mascot condiment!”

 

Who at the FFA

Thought 7:50 on a Sunday

Was any time to hold a match?

Good governance? Maybe one day.

 

But patience is a virtue

The good old days have to come back

Till then, suffice do memories:

Arnold, Rogic, Jedinak.

 

He goes like one that hath been jaded

And is of success bereft

But of loyalty and heart

He has plenty left.

 

About Alex Darling

Melbourne-born, NSW-based footy fan, lover of the Saints, classic rock guitar and good writing on each of these topics.

Comments

  1. Dennis Gedling says:

    The sauce bottles are mentioned so this truly is a fine work of Central Coast Mariners prose.

  2. Yvette Wroby says:

    He goes like one that hath been jaded

    And is of success bereft

    But of loyalty and heart

    He has plenty left.

    Beautiful work. And glad you had plenty left!

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