"Something To Do"

I'm at Gander Green Lane
On a Friday night
No media circus
Not a pie eater in sight.
I've seen better games
But seen a lot worse
That's the way the dice rolls
With this Groundhopping curse.
I work every other Saturday
This is still game ninety five
Despite the average fare on show
I'm totally feeling alive.
Across the local park
Twinkle the tower block lights
Content with microwave dinners
And Eastenders on Friday nights.
Give me the wrap-up-warm cold
And a plastic tip-up seat
Sitting in their old-fashioned stand
Simply can't be beat.
This may not be Sutton United
But Sutton Common Rovers I'll enjoy
This football's an addiction
I've had it man and boy.
The skill level's not great
Some might say it's poor
Players not always able
To keep it on the floor.
There's a half-time burger
With cheese no onions to digest
Though the actual supermarket quality
Of the meat might not be the best.
It's similar to the football
Just about OK
This is Sutton Common Rovers
Not expecting Egon Ronay.
Outside I'm feeling the cold
Inside perfectly content and warm
As if watching with less than a hundred others
Is acceptable and the norm!
In truth it is for me
Hearing everything on the pitch
Including a mass of swear words
That makes the English language so rich.
Aimed at the opposition
Not to mention man in black
Having a constant pop at him
He doesn't deserve that flak.
It keeps me entertained
Gets me out of my room
Taking my mind off the Dulwich Hamlet crisis
That's started and about to loom.
I'm stuck at work today
So won't get my non-league kicks
But tomorrow it's the FA Sunday Cup
At Haringey Borough for game 96!

Dulwich Poet 10th February 2017

(Last night I was at a non-league match, Sutton Common Rovers 2, Colliers Wood United 0)