Football Poets

I’m going to be late
For the FA Vase
Bus stuck in Forest Hill
Behind a procession of cars.
Mildly annoying
Rather than doing my nut
But it’s only Fisher
So I just sit here and tut.
Truth is I don’t mind
The […]

Poor old BILL STICKERS
Always getting the blame
About to be prosecuted
Even if it’s not him.
Jesus Christ!
It’s not Bill
Who’s been plastering Lewisham
With their message:

Jesus Saves
Sinners
Repent and […]

“Dear Lord”
I’m terribly sorry for your loss
Is there a worse time to die…
On Good Friday of all days!
Well apart from Christmas
You expect everyone to be happy then.
I’m gutted for you really.
It’s put me right […]

You had your Liver Birds
We had Canaries
You had The Beatles, Gerry & the Pacemakers
The whole music scene in fact
Including Cilla Black
We had little transistor radios with a single earpiece
To eavesdrop on your […]

It’s been such a long time since I’ve done this
Had forgotten it was so much fun
Feeling that warmth from within
Standing under the cold Spring sun.
Watching Dulwich Hamlet Juniors
Boys who are only eleven
Little […]

There’s a day for something
A day for this & that
Even a day for folk like me
Who want to be a poetic prat!
But it’s amazing that I’ve learnt to enjoy
Trying to be a working class bard
I see it as […]

a hundred miles away from Kev
but we kicked ev’ry ball
it’s the finishing… or lack of it
that gets us most of all
it’s like the run in ten years back
when Jose’s hair was black
but in The Vic on Sunday
we went […]

The train carriage is jam packed, we’re like sardines in a tin
canned commuters, the illuminati, noses stuck into mini computers;
But whoever went fishing, did so in exotic waters
The South China Seas, the Baltic […]

No last minute shopping
shops are deserted
no miles of brake lights
all traffic diverted

no glitter or sparkle
no mince pies or mulled wine
a global crowd watches
sport in exotic climes

no room for a turkey
in […]

“It’s a bad time to concede a goal”
Said when we go down early doors
If we take the lead from the kick-off
“Oh no -its too early to score”

“Two nil is a dangerous score”
Not content with being ahead
Let’s hope […]

We started from a position of strength
But then showed a soft underbelly
We defended too deep at length
The pundits slaughtered us on the telly!

sometimes we have to take to the field,
without a ball

when it is literally so, as in clinically removed
(a ‘dangler detachment’, or ‘scrotum subtraction’)
like the subbing on Jonas G, well….
that takes balls

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tougher than old boots

heartbeat in a mighty side

way back in the day

fortress at the back

giant lynchpin in defence

Scotland Hearts and Spurs

there in golden times

when the Spurs went marchin’ […]

When I was a kid
‘Spot the Ball’ was a grainy black and white photograph
And you had to indicate with a cross
Where you thought the ball was

Picture the scene
After extra time, it went to pens
And players had to […]

appalled by such behaviour
embarassed by our fans
the hatred shown in Paris
our heads are in our hands
and though they are minority
we know without a doubt
we still have many miles to go
to kick this […]

Look at those numbers that’s the way you do it
You watch your football on Sky TV
Forget the fans that’s the way you do it
In an auction with them and BT
This ain’t workin’ but that’s the way you do it
Money means […]

if you were alive child woman or man
you remember the day still
like yesterday like Lennon like Kennedy
or the day we landed on the moon
the day we woke to realise
we’d lost a football team

that moment when […]

The ‘News of the World’ spread out on the floor,
My Dad walking in through the side door.
“I can’t find the Wolves,
I can’t see the score!
Come help me, I’m looking but can’t look any more!”
That was me way back […]

Our talisman returns today
Unfortunately as our foe
But let’s be fair, neither him nor us
Wanted him to go

So will he score agin us?
It does seem to be the norm
He’s certainly more than able
And he does have som […]

they’re trending now on any pitch
they stroke a furry claim
from Blackbeard to Hillbilly
they litter our great game
they cause Gillette to shudder
the purists find them weird
they’re hairier than mountain […]