Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Passion
Passion I don't want a manager who sits quietly on the touchline, calculating clever tactics to deny the opposition. No! I want one, purple of face, who runs up and down his area, shouting at his players, screaming abuse at the ref. The first to see red who, when we're ahead, hides the ball up his jumper. That's my kind of manager.
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Darts, eh?
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What else?
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Me too Hobbo! 👍 Our manager Klopp and Conte are 2 such managers I think! 😁
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👍 Yup. There are a few out there.
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You basically want Roy Keane! 💪
There is a cool youtube video about him.
Something about him being too angry to lose. Shouldn’t be difficult to find if you type it on youtube.
And, yeah, really cool poem. But I believe, nowadays that’s called micro-aggression (or some bullcrap…).
It’s sad when people mistake passion for something else…
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😂 Thoughtful comment. Thanks for this 👍
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I love seeing My daughter’s soccer coach turn purple. Swim upstream, girls!
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hehehe! 😂
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Is there a particular reference to UK football here😁
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Well, yes, but it applies to most team sports.😂
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👍you clever dog you 😁
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Remember Jock Stein? He was very purple of face in fact he pegged it on the touchline!
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Exactly, Vinny!
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