It’s a football match
That’s all it is
But it’s the final for the Sam!
It’s a tennis match
That’s all it is
But it’s the final a Grand Slam!
Such simple things
Such great import
So testing for the nerve
Will Mayo score and get the points?
Will Emma really serve?
Too much for my emotions
I cannot watch the game
I’ll take a peek at RTE
Who text report the same
As for Raducanu
I think I might watch that
She seems so strong yet so at ease
I’ll be here on my mat
And the other girl’s a good one
They should put on a show
So let’s be fair and watch them both
Whichever one comes through
Our emotions run away with us
I can be shredded on the floor
My sister Trish is just the same
She hides behind the door
So Mayo do us all a turn
Get the win this time
Seventy years and counting
It’s a mountain we must climb
Brian Fahy
11 September 2021
Erris Poetry 