Between The Lines 2, The Irreverent PREM Poetry Of ITFC - Steamrollered In Nine
Blog written by The_Flashing_Smile
Published: 5th September 2026 16:43
After the first nine minutes, I’m frankly relieved it wasn’t a cricket score. A tough night for the Blues under the Friday night lights.
Ipswich Town 0:2 Liverpool, 04/09/2026
<b>Steamrollered In Nine</b>
Colder weather and a new squad stitched together, that’s fine.
But the Ipswich stitch in time didn’t save us after nine…
minutes, we were simply not in it, to win it.
Chasing shadows like The Red Arrows,
however you spin it.
Innit enlightening, and a bit uninviting, when lightning
wears shorts and you’re caught short; Isak's attacks were frightening.
A British record transfer’s quick double left no doubt.
And left Greaves’ knees a-knocking and his blood inside out.
Shout out, too, for van Dijk, dreamlike and breezy
strolling round, stroking balls, making football look easy
peasy, and feasibly the keeper could’ve stopped
to have an ice-cream and not dripped a drop
of our soft-scoop shots.
Julio buzzed as usualio and Palacios oozes class.
The keeper and Greaves leaves me nervous
like something’s oozing from my…
Farce! And just to pass the rest of time and be intrigued,
on comes a fizzy Barcola;
We’re steamrollered
in a ruthless league.
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