Football Poets

If you were from the Sixties generation
You could tell me where you were
Like the rest of the nation
When Kennedy died
And the whole world cried.
If you, like me…
Are from the football generation
Born in the […]

They say football’s run by cowboys
I might not always agree
But ninety odd quid
For a new England shirt
Is really taking the pee!
Back in the so-called ‘Bad Old Days’
To follow your country meant you were a […]

It seems a million
Light years away
How on earth did we cope
Back in the day
Before…
One tiny click
Could bring on elation
Or make you feel sick
When you wanted
An update on the score
Stuck at work
And desperate […]

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fifteen thousand strong
who’d have thought so long ago
we would run and run

born in two thousand
football poems from you all
still pour in each day

fourteen years go by
every day t […]

“The Premier League – the land of milk and honey
Oh, how happy we would be to grab all that money”

Norwich v WBA – another ‘must win’ game, no, a we really ‘MUST win’ game…(we lost)

Saturday was toxic
No […]

Pushing for the play-offs
League table so tight
There are so many fans out there
Who think we’re Conference South by right.
Promotion’s such a big step
Do they really know the score?
All they’ve known is […]

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in our game today

multi-lingual bosses

speak in many tongues

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One good thing
About being an old skool
Dinosaur of a fan
Is knowing, just knowing
That we are going
For certain
To lose today.
It will be a clash of styles
On and off the pitch
Their traditionalists
Screaming […]

Like a ramping and roaring lion he leads the line
First among foragers, fleet past the feet of the foe.
Old men watch “El Pistolero” and think of Nathaniel
The black-and-white Lion of Vienna, long ages ago […]

I think I’m hearing things
Did he just say ‘knitted boots’ or have I cloth ears?
I can’t have heard what I just heard
I’ve heard nothing like it in all my years

Colourful boots are now the norm
Rainbow, neon, […]

how did we manage how did we get by
how did we exist the planet you and I
how did we do it how did we survive
what did we do …before 5 live ?*

back-track 20 years remember if you can
games weren’t easy for the […]

As if it wasn’t bad enough
Anticipating the ‘big’ game
It seems our atmosphere was lacking
And it’s us fans who are to blame

The club again patronised us
Providing clappers to help us make some noise
It’s like a […]

When you’re out of action
With your leg in traction
What do you do to pass the time
When injury strikes you in your prime

Hang about all day at the bookies
Drink gallons of tea and eat choc chip cookies
Can’t do […]

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Blatter’s “no prophet”

profit is a more apt term

with Qatar’s World Cup

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are we that surprised

from Brazil to Africa

money buys the prize

Are you really interested?
Well seeing as you
Were nice enough to ask
I shall tell you exactly
What I did last night.
I saw a football match.
A proper one
In the flesh.
And by that I mean
Not one down the […]

Every time I watch my team in person
They lose.
A jinx
That’s how unlucky I am.
It pains me so much
That before the next match
I’m going to go into the bookmakers
To place a sizeable bet on them los […]

I saw – an eyesore
my hosts saw – a dinosaur
yes, I’m set in my ways and
the surreal frieze – froze my psyche
the imaginative mural was lost on me
it’s jazzy form too souped-up
in aerosol artisanship
for me to g […]

Board game metaphor:
The name’s Monopoly now,
Not Subbuteo.

Attack
The other team.
Strive
While there is still time
With a minute to the break
And the game in the balance
It’s up to you now
To grasp a win
In this game of two halves

In this half of the game
It d […]

England’s Howard Webb
Slicing slantwise with his arm
As he blows for time.

Graham Poll winning
Well-earned fame in World Cups
(Not counting those cards)

Gigi Collina
His exorbitant eyes s […]