A hilarious and heart-warming comedy about football, friendship and finding your way.
Luke wants Danny, but Danny's got a secret. Joe's happy in goal but Geoff wants a headline gig. Viv just wants to beat the lesbians to the league title. Game on.
Jumpers for Goalposts premiered at Watford Palace Theatre in April 2013, before touring the UK.
This volume now includes Tom Wells' short play Jonesy , the underdog story of an asthmatic teen who dreams of making a name for himself as a 'Netball Maverick' and earning the respect of the lads from GE PE.
'The delicate balance between humour and pathos is seldom achieved with such deftness... a stunning piece of writing - fresh, funny, painful, engaging' The Stage
'Finds extraordinary beauty in the ordinary lives of its characters' Financial Times
This is so, so wonderful - and not in an annoying sentimental way. Just genuinely nice people trying their best and fucking up and coping with it. There's something quite familiar about it and I mean that entirely as a compliment. It also has one of the most romantic speeches in modern theatre in it sooooo yeah I'm off to therapy!
Loved Wells' first play (Me, As A Penguin), was somewhat ambivalent about his 2nd (The Kitchen Sink), but am absolutely crazy over this one... even though I know nothing, and care less, about English football. But this tale of a ragtag gang of misfits (the team is called the Barely Athletic) playing in a gay team league is quirky, funny, relatable - and also touchingly sentimental and ultimately heartfelt. Wish someone local would mount a production. PS: the title is a humorous term used to refer to an informal way of playing football, often in the street and using clothes instead of goalposts, especially when you have happy memories of doing this when you were a child.
HEY I really enjoyed this book. Love a book with a happy ending. Love a play with a very strict structure. Love a story where everyone's Doing Their Best. Love a story about Friendship. It's good!
'He is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in Adidas trackies. When he’s there I just want to shout my life is boring please be in it. Across the library. Just shout. I nearly did today but then I thought it could go either way so I just breathed really hard instead. Probably sounds daft but he smells immense and now there’s little particles of him up my nose. Which is a bit like having sex maybe. I dunno.'
I enjoyed this, and there are some particuarly lovely, tender moments. A gorgeous, gorgeous ending. At times I found myself willing for the characters to be developed a bit more but I was satisfied by the time I reached the climax of the play. A lovely story, with a novel setting.
Saw it in London, had to buy the play to re-read all the local phrases that were lost on me. It's cute, in the best sense of the word, as that friend said, "about love and friendship and gays and everything beautiful". And surprising affecting.