ODE TO A BROKEN WINDOW…OR TWO
by Shelagh Shapiro
Dedicated to Callum, “Mr. Driver,” and to Jim Goudie
Offered the chance of a lifetime
Through luck and hard work and gaul,
A group of boys from the US
Once flew to England for football
The trip was packed with action
Between trainings and food and games
We saw all the sites then stayed up all night,
Then got up and started again.
Our guides were the best in the UK
Quiet Georgie (whose quips pack a punch)
And Rob, tallest guide in all London,
We could find from afar after lunch.
Each day we were driven by Callum,
Who handled that bus like a cinch.
He took us all over the country
and parked anywhere in a pinch.
On the back of that bus were card games,
One seemed to be called “BS”
But the words heard most often were more tame:
The “1, 2, 3, 4!” yelled by Jess.
In London we saw Buckingham palace,
The queen in, as flag was full mast.
When she didn’t come out, though, to greet us,
We moved on as a group, very fast.
The next stop was also exciting,
Where armed men protected a palace.
And when Maria made the young guard laugh.
She did not mean at all to be callous.
The matches we saw made us cheer
Confident of a home team blockbuster
But all hopes were dashed by Juventus
Who beat Arsenal, then tied Manchester.
When seeing the sites in old London
Rob and Georgie did trivia tell
Now we know that the clock’s in the tower
And that Big Ben is really the bell.
We learned clever facts on our tour,
like the butchers who play on Wednesdays,
and the half-English, half-Welsh Chester pitch,
and the stadiums needing the sun’s rays.
Sightseeing was ever an adventure
We lost Roshi and Sebastian just once.
And Maria’s words had to be censored
When her boys got all wet before lunch.
We had thought that we speak the language
But it’s different if you’re from the “Souf”
And pasta is pasta, tomato, tomahto,
So let’s call the whole Fing Off.
Some of the terms are amusing
Brilliant, unlucky and rubbish, a hoot.
While others are a little confusing.
Do you store all your boots in the boot?
The Bramall Lane tour was a highlight
With a guide of bright tenacity.
And Manchester United was a real site,
with incredible 76K capacity.
Some of the lore was quite sad:
The Flowers of Manchester, ill-fated.
While some stories inspired the whole group:
Best, Beckham, and Scholles all high-rated.
Perhaps the tour’s most treasured troopers
Were the siblings whose tempers stayed even.
Alexis and Karen and Jessy
And our most talented keeper, Stephen.
Our guest players from Florida and Mass
Had fun but were perhaps a bit rankled
As Sebastian did cut his foot badly
And Jordy disjointed his ankle.
But also he did catch a football
In the first match we went out to see
So he can’t say it wasn’t fantastic
To go to England with the Nordic Team.
In Chester, a ghost haunts the hotel
And also a baby does wail.
Our kids lay a diligent stakeout
And followed the harrowing trail.
To room 303, then 301,
where guides in the closet did hide
The boys hunted the elusive spook
Til Rob, too, of fright nearly died.
In keeping with our US repute
We shopped England both high and low
New Arsenal jerseys, and ManU
And names from Giggs to Ronaldo.
Cuisine in England is quite different
At night it’s a pint that you’ll sip
And bangers and mash are delicious
But most celebrated are fish and chips
We came here the most for the footfall
Our boys played their hearts out, it’s true.
The games were exciting, the spirit, delighting
And at Dartford we won, 3 to 2.
Moms and Dads had a blast here in England
One Janet, two Daves, Mark, two Kathys
Jazz and Shelagh and Lynn were here solo
And Geoff and Maria spoke Lebanese.
Before ending, we tip hats to a man
Who from sidelines advice does lend.
Ross Duncan is coach to our sons
But to each of them also a friend.
To the boys we extend a big Thank You
If you did not play we’d be home.
So thanks to Andrew, Brett, Danny and Jordy
To Sebastian and to Aaron.
Thanks too to Matty and Stiles and Ken
Roshi, Matt Goudie and Stephen as well.
You’ve made a fine team here in England
And you’ll have many great stories to tell.