In terms of soccer, it wasn't really a thing that girls did. In England it more kind of Net Ball and Hockey and stuff like that in athletics. It's to each their own, really.
quote by Parminder Nagra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Alphabet poem - Sport
Air Ball!
Backflip
Cartwheel
Dancing
Equestria n
Flying
Gymnastics
Hockey
Ice Hockey
Javilan
Kicking
Long Jump
Manager
Nailed
Olympics
Practise
Quick
Running
Soccer
Tickets
Unco ordinated
Volleyball
Wet
XXXX bitter
Your Team
Zetland Magpies
poem by Daniel Sokol
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Many What If’s And More
What if Cinderella wasn’t a princess
But the advertiser of a new flavored jellybean
What if Snow White wasn’t pretty
But the ugliest hag ever seen
What if soccer wasn’t a game
But a new kind of disease
What if an oven isn’t used for warming food
But to make them freeze
What if tom wasn’t a cartoon
But a new mechanical device
That help cats in catching mice
Get very quick and wise
What if Jerry wasn’t a mouse
But another name for cherry
What if a mountain wasn’t mountain
But a new kind of berry
What if shoes weren’t used on feet
But to help us see
What if I wasn’t myself
I wonder who’d write this instead of me!
poem by Risha Ahmed
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
That's the awesome part. Little girls now have a chance to look up and see women playing soccer, basketball, softball and now hockey - and know they can win a gold medal, too.
quote by Angela Ruggiero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I wasn't naturally gifted in terms of size and speed; everything I did in hockey I worked for, and that's the way I'll be as a coach.
quote by Wayne Gretzky
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Liberia Plays Soccer
When Beckham kicks the ball on a
soccer pitch in England, it
breaks through the opponent’s
defense and slams into the goal post.
It then continues over the heads of the
cheering spectators, over miles of oceans
and seas, and countries, and lands at the
feet of soccer-crazed Liberian men, who
immediately kick that same ball, again and
again, into that very goal post, in their living
rooms, in posh sport lounges, in hot, smelly
video clubs, around the ataye* tables, on the
buses, on the sidewalks. They keep kicking
that ball until somewhere in Europe, Drogba
kicks a different ball, into another goal post.
Then, Drogba’s ball comes to Liberia and the kicking begins anew.
*ataye – a hot drink, popular with Liberian males. The ataye tables have grown into informal political and social forums.
poem by Charlina Daitouah Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I don’t know if God plays ball
I don’t know if God plays ball
soccer or foosball or bacci ball.
Well, I’m a Frenchman and
boules is the name of my game.
Being on the ball is like playing
with Gigi little girls. When God
created Eve I wonder did He
have in mind dirty old men
and did He mean putting man
behind the eight ball
and did He know that eons later
round the corner of the square ball
someone hooks up with
a hooded guy who sells 3.5 grams
of meth and coke and damn,
that 8 ball is already gone!
I wish I had another!
I start singin’ a tune, I don't drink
brass monkey, like to be funky
and my name ain’t Eazy-E
your 8 ball junkie.
We did an eight ball of blow and
danced until next morning.
I ain’t never goin’ out
With an eight-ball Chiquita
Cuz I got balls and I ain’t
givin’ her mine and
she ain’t playin’ with mine.
I wish God had more balls
and my brain marinate
in mothballs.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Aug©2010
AD Something
poem by Alex Nodopaka
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Daughters, Three
I have three daughters,
They are beautiful, wish you could see.
I love them, more than life itself.
When they were young,
We played games of song,
And laughed, the time away.
Tee ball, volley ball and soccer,
Band, dance and cheer too.
With my three girls, it was always,
one thing or another.
They have since grown,
And it tears at my heart.
My babies aren’t babies,
They are now adults.
One, with her own children,
One, a surgical tech,
And one, finishing her last year
of high school.
My daughters three,
I am proud to be,
Your mom, confidant and friend.
My daughters three,
I wish you only the best
Of this world,
And the next.
poem by Kimberly Lindsey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
But I think it's also hard to get into soccer here. I think purely on a time level on television as well because of the ad breaks. It's something to do with that as well. You can't show a complete soccer match here. Which I kind of find a bit of an odd thing.
quote by Parminder Nagra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Soccer
Soccer is the game
My life
Soccer gives my fame
it gives my life
Soccer is what make me live
soccer is what makes me give
soccer is the start of it all
soccer is way better then the mall
poem by Courtney Sycowski
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Beautiful Game (soccer)
I love you more than my old soccer cleats,
The ones I’ll never give up.
I love you more than the perfect field,
The one I use to warm up.
I love you more than my soccer ball,
The one that’s perfect for amazing passes.
I love you more than me running along those different types of grasses.
I love you more than the cheering crowds,
The stands made out of plaster.
I love you more than that perfect kick,
That I have yet to master.
I love you more than my soccer cleats the ones that hold all reason.
I love you more than my coach, my soccer team and my season.
I love you more than winning that world cup,
That we have yet to reclaim.
I can’t believe I love you more than the beautiful game.
I am like the Jack Nicholson of the Kings - every single game. If there was a game tonight I wouldn't be here. I used to play hockey. That was my original thing. My first thing, I wanted to play professional hockey.
quote by Rob Zombie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
And of course in America you've got American football and baseball and all those other ball games, soccer has become a little niche that the women have kind of filled.
quote by Parminder Nagra
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Probably the biggest thing that surprises people is that I am obsessed with hockey. I grew up in the Boston area so I am obsessed with hockey since I was a little kid.
quote by Rob Zombie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I had all the usual ambition growing up. I wanted to be a writer, a musician, a hockey player. I wanted to do something that wasn't nine to five. Acting was the first thing I tried that clicked.
quote by Michael J. Fox
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Am From
I am from snow covered driveways and gravel filled roads
From gold plated watches and Mecca jeans lined a row
I am from Benz to Acura and Lexus too
From geese in the sky, a sky filled of blue
I am from mouth watering garlic bread and cheerios
From the land where on a warm night, a cool wind blows
I am from soccer balls and badminton rackets
From a land of sweaters and winter jackets
I am from cool sunny mornings and dark chilly nights
From early rising and crazy snowball fights
I am from stop signs and children crossings
From online gaming and internet browsing
I am from ball hockey on the street and ice hockey on t.v.’s
From ice cream cones, and also freezies
I am from Fifa 2011 and Halo Reach
From the sand in my toes in Wasaga beach
I am from spring and summer, once winter has gone
From Black Ops with Nyron and Nihan
I am from “Clean your room” and Air Cadets
What else do you want, this is as good as it gets!
poem by Asad Jalib
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I was the kid who always liked to take the ball down to the school even in my free time, kick it against the wall, juggle it in the front yard and so it was kind of a perpetual state of playing soccer for me.
quote by Brandi Chastain
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
When We Get To England
When we get to england
Will we know when weve arrived?
When we get to england
Will we know if she has died?
Does the girl with the dogs
Still live in the big house
On the corner?
Are the boys collecting frogs
Still marching away
To die in war?
Like its all from a dream
Like its all from some history book
Didnt look too hard
Did I miss something that I should have seen?
When we get to england
Will it still be there?
When we get to england
Will we know where weve arrived?
When we get to england
Will a kiss bring her alive?
Once a farmer in the field
Had to grow enough
To feed his family
Now they pay him for his yield
Just to burn it down
And throw away
Like its all from a dream
Like its all in a crystal ball
Did it fall so hard?
Rest in pieces on a village green
When we get to england
Will it still be there?
When we get to england
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Soccer
Soccer
Have you ever been on a soccer field?
Well if you haven't it’s the m amazing thing
It’s like being in heaven but on grass
When the grass is just cut and the potato bugs are jumping in the air it gives you energy to have fun
And if you have been on a field then you know how the freshly cut grass
stings your nose and enlightens your heart to give you extra strength to
play soccer harder than you ever have in your life. That is what it’s like being on a soccer field!
By: Isaiah Bess
poem by Isaiah Bess
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Why I Feel I Want To DIE
It all started when I first saw her.After awile I asked her out she said yes I was so happy.What drove me to ask her was her smile her laugh her beautiful brown eyes and her voice.We dated for two weeks then one day at school i bought her a dog then she said'I have to call you'.I said'why not text me'.She said'I going to break up with you.'I was devastated I through the dog on the roof.I cried for days I still cry and I have to she her every day.I get my anger out by pretending the soccer ball is who she is dating and I kick it as hard as I can.I do the same thing with the baseball it has a crack in it I hit it as hard as i can.When were playing dodge ball I do the same thing.But still I am depressed and hopeless
p.s. i know its not a poem its what drove me to write poems
poem by Mistery Mistery
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
In Europe, it's different - you eat soccer, you breathe soccer, you drink soccer. Everything is about soccer.
quote by Thomas Dooley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!