Football Poets

In the end we knew
The Hammers couldn’t possibly
Fend for themselves
It all spiralled out of control
At Old Trafford
Always there
At the Theatre of Dreams
Bowing our heads
Before the final curtain
It […]

Now for those of us who cling
Stubbornly to tradition
And the way things used to be
It is the League Cup Final today
Surely the distant cousin
Of the FA Cup
That once adorned the mantlepiece
Of springtime’s […]

My old poem spoke about
Luka Modric and
Saint Luke’s Church
in Liverpool
Modric display in Liverpool
brought the ovations of
Liverpool fans
Oh The Life
and Poetry
Oh The Poetry and Life
You all only […]

In bygone days when flares
Had flair and denims had dash
With fashionable finesse
One man and one man alone
Encapsulated it all,
The Beautiful Game in
Purple prose, perfectly
Excitable at times
But […]

classic shots and lines from games
there are loads I know
the freezing figure of the man
just standing in the snow
blizzard howling round his head
empty pitch and stand
the patron saint of sheepskin […]

call him old fashioned but he had his own style
churned out facts like an old speed dial
started out way back in sixty nine*
Motty was a one off in his own time
call him quirky and say what you like
Motty […]

The weekend begins with a puff of smoke
An explosive air hangs over Spurs
The smell of cordite
Beaten by the mesmerising Milan
During Champions League tete a tete
Now facing their London neighbours
On Sunday […]

Abraham was set to sacrifice his much-loved son.
The good Lord intervened – Isaac reprieved.
Agamemnon needed wind to sail and conquer Troy.
Iphigenia? A nice gift for the gods!
But some say that a deer w […]

An out of work Gaffer named Sean,
Heard his phone ringing early one morn.
He accepted a job at a basket case Club,
Then wished he had never been born.

With gravity at a low centre,
you danced around temporary pairs
with teams matched up player for player.
Without seeing, but in your field of consciousness
you could sense it coming:
the reducer.

Their […]

We pray to every God
For all the people lost and impacted in Turkey and Syria

Back in my early days
at almost every game
you’d surely hear the chant
“Chopper’s gonna getcha, la, la, la, la!”
and there w […]

Big Chants
We love them at the game
Getting behind the team
Urging the players on
Bit of banter, aye
Passion…

But in this so called Beautiful Game
When is chanting about a vile paedophile
Acceptable […]

Oh why do we do it to ourselves
The Beautiful Game that turns
Ugly when it doesn’t work out for us
A life time of unflagging devotion
To one team, one narrative,
That mentality of negative
Positive, Triumph, […]

Jimmy Greaves was his name
he played the beautiful game,
didn’t really need to run
instead scored goals for fun.
Had his picture on my bedroom wall
kicking a muddy leather ball,
I watched him play when I was […]

Mista, Vicente, Baraja
was the trio
who played with
brio
Best ever Valencia team
you know what I mean

How to contemplate
Survival and Revival

Valencia’s Revival

Seriousley ?

The Tranmere are waiting

But this is madness

Mersey Derby 2
PLEASE PLEASE
FOR THE GOD’s SAKE
avoid that avoid that

Everton Football Club

I was thinking back on sacred days
Of Saturday and Sundays
When John Arlott must have pondered
Lightly on cobble stone roads and streets
The feeling, weight and sentiment
Football’s greater insignificance
In […]

It must have been 1965,
We were having a lunchtime kick-about.
‘It’s Good News Week’ by Hedgehoppers’ Anonymous
Was playing on someone’s transistor
Just behind the goal nearest the school,
Someone was puffi […]

They said we were ungrateful,
When we sacked Allardyce.
And now we’ve fired Frank Lampard –
We really are not nice.

But football’s about winning,
We’re hungry for success,
So poor old Frankie had […]