Half Time
all to play for
leading by a wonder goal
my idol scored
a breather from TV
in the garden
Anfield roar in my ears
my replica shirt
COUTINHO on the back
straining at the seams
ignore the fact
grass needs cutting
beds need weeding
concentrate
balancing the football
on an outstretched slipper
like a true Brazilian
flick the ball in the air
kick it arcing high
clears the fence
straight into the top corner
of next-door’s greenhouse
met by
a tinkle of applause
an outraged yell