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The F.A.Cup

kevin halls

Wednesday, January 4th, 2012

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 ” it’s not like it used to be
not since I was a lad
the grounds got packed
now they don’t and that’s sad.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We’d all gather around the radio
hoping that we’d get a home draw
back then it was a big thing
now it’s on the telly what a bore.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The big clubs now don’t seem bothered
they turn out a weakened side
but in the sixties and seventies
players played with passion and pride.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The minnows versus the big fish
playing on pitches with a slope
while the underdogs got stuck in
the big boys struggled to cope.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Children running onto a muddy pitch
when the final whistle was blown
the days of the giant killers
before Sky T.V.and the mobile phone.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 So let the Premier teams take it lightly
while the rest give it their all
and though it’s not like it used to be
it’s still a big part of English football. “

© Kevin Halls 04.01.12.

Notes

The Cup was once the biggest competition in the football season, clubs from every division wanted to progress but those days look like they’re almost gone now.

But I look back with fondness at the excitement and anticipation of the draw being made on the radio as you didn’t have a clue as to who you were going to be drawn against, but now it’s been ruined on T.V. as numbers and teams are all over the screen !

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-f-a-cup/