Football Poets

And so José continues his journey
In North London clime
Subjecting with frosty demeanour
But is he well past his prime?

Certainly that’s our chary hope
Sarf of the river
But could this cussed, cranky cr […]

If you see something that doesn’t look right,
City in peachy orange, an improbable sight,
West Bromwich Albion in shorts of canary,
Teams wearing candy-stripes (colours may vary)
Turquoise or Biscuit or A […]

it’s so hard to imagine now
way way back in time
the birth of little Forest Green
in eighteen eighty nine
the little hilltop village team
whose changing hut was found
behind the Jovial Forester
a good […]

Why no poem?
Mojo magic’d away?
Zeitgeist scooted off?
Muse unamused?
Support spaffed up against a wall?
Or is it just
the embarrasment
of a ten year record
of non-defeat
too replete
for anapestic […]

It’s five to three on a Saturday
The usual crowd wander in
There’s a guy in a full kit beside me
But he reckons our chances are thin.

He says: “mate are we up for a good one?
‘Cause you never what you […]

there’s a stillness to the night –
sleep has zero’d in on the whole household
bar one
the night owl
the habitual moon-walker

and in the dying moments
afore they too join the slumber party
even the tinie […]

What a farce
I’ll have to pass – at any deep rooted analysis
Prorogation? Purely Parliamentary paralysis.
Has Bojo lost his mojo?
Leading us unto Brexit?
Surely a simple call of ”legs it!”
To over-ride the R […]

A weekend like so many
We plan them all life long
We sit or stand as football fans
In silence or in song
And something seems to join us
Our work is left behind
A few hours at the football
With winning on […]

Expulsion –
Based not on lack of points
But too many points of failure

“when the pupil is ready, the teacher appears”

I watch my son
Direct the traffic around him
The rock at the back
The talisman throughout
The prophet
The driver
The one who blocks, when danger sha […]

We’re an army blue and white,
Our hopes are high, our prospects bright.
On this, another Season’s eve,
Once more we truly do believe.

We represent our city,
Well, half of it at least.
There is […]

new season again
sweet success or dreaded drop
what will this one bring ?

Summer days still here
football’s back with faces new
same old battles too

sweep the past away
start that mighty push again […]

They told me there was a man who lived on the moon
And that it was made of cheese
They also convinced that soon
We could come and go there as we please

And so we joined the countdown for take-off
Watched […]