Barry Edge poetry
Barry Edge entertains with his poems reflecting numerous OVF and Port Vale moments.
Right now we’d probably agree that the game on the pitch is indifferent – to say the least. But if we focus off field we will see there are other reasons to enjoy our ‘Club, and this lovely story is one of those reasons why this writer supports Port Vale F.C.
Barry says he’s been very busy at work since the season kicked off and hasn’t been spending as much time as he’d like on onevalefan, but what time he did spend on the Forums was to look for new themes and material for his next poem. Right on cue Steve Burdekin, aka Birdy, kindly obliged […]
At 1345 hours On Tuesday 11th July in the Great Hall at the University of Birmingham Mark Whitby aka Twitters will make the short walk to the stage where he will receive his due reward – the result of four years hard graft at the Birmingham University. He will then be able to place MEng […]
This is a story of ‘truetrini’, a regular Forum member. Trinidad born Gershwin Stephen (aka truetrini) currently lives and works in Virginia USA and is a mad keen supporter of the Trinidad & Tobago Soca Warriors. Stafford born Chris Birchall plays for Port Vale FC and Trinidad & Tobago. No, it’s not a conundrum because […]
Barry begs the question as to whether there is anything more to worry about when travelling away with the ‘Lads: hostile pub receptions; putting your life in danger walking on ‘foreign’ turf; being intimidated by the home supporters loaded with bellies full of ale; and so on.
What would you do if you scooped the big lottery? Party for sure. But then what? What would do when the celebrations are well and truly over? Well, there are at least two Valiants who’ve told onevalefan exactly what they would do with some of their new found wealth.
Work place grievance issues, discrimination and religious intolerance, questions as to whether football is more important than any religion and is the FA Cup another form of reaching Mecca, plus keeping alive the faith of our fathers. Then there’s disappointment.