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A Cup of England

Rich Vaughan

Thursday, July 29th, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Why oh why does my England let me down.
I start each tournament with hope but a frown.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The hype and the drama, as my hopes build up.
That within my lifetime I will see England with a cup.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Every time we hear of England’s greatest keeper Banks
And how to Hurst & Peters, we should give thanks.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 To the Charlton’s & Moore, Cohen, Hunt, Stiles & Ball.
Finally Wilson, world cup winning praise to you all.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But I wasn’t born then for the glory, which can make me sick.
Only on repeats on the telly I have seen Geoff score his hat trick.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I want my own memories to bask in, watch Rooney scoring a winning goal.
Free kicks from Beckham, an offline clearance from Cole.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 I only having fleeting moments of pleasure from tournaments past.
Gazza against Scotland & Robson in twenty seven seconds – fast !

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I want tears in my eyes as the England captain lifts up the gold.
With my kids in my arms, before I get too bloody old.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Will it ever happen I don’t know, but keep hope in my heart.
And to help this magic transpire I will do my small part.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Because from Sir Alf up to Sven, with all between including Hod.
We MUST win one day, after all he’s an Englishman you know. God.

© Richard Vaughan 29/07/2004

Notes

Written after Englands acrimonious loss in Euro 2004

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-cup-of-england/