Football Poets

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 […]

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

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 […]

If you’ve ever been there
If you’ve had the call
If you’ve had that feeling
Writing’s on the wall
Like some guilty party
In your heart you know
There is no alternative
When it’s time to go

Whe […]

Picture The Scene. Sloane Street. London. 10-52…

An empty sherbet, flagged down by a bald good-looking bloke,
Says, clearly desperate to get his derriere up and on the go,
“Driver, please take me to The C […]

The blue Azzurri fire that burned
when I first saw you on my screen
one Nineties Sunday Channel 4
Sampdoria your long time home

the passion in your play that shone
as bright as bright for all to […]

Christmas, has just flown past
Flags are flapping at half-mast
An air o’ melancholy floats upon the breeze
Sauntering past a cinders football pitch
I relive every battle, fought upon it
When we feared n […]

“If The Toon score now, he’ll do his nut
He’s lost his marbles, near enough
What’s with all that static down the touch-line?”,
“Geezers totally lost the plot
Drop a couple o’ Yorkshires in the pot
No, I’m […]

Hmm…not sure a bunch o’ smug smiling faces
Being papped at a legends lying in state equates,
To what’s commonly known as respect in good taste?
But hey…like the cloggers, inept thugs
The Man…made […]

Always tired
of the question
who is the best ever player

I would say
It doesn’t matter !

Say that Mozart is above
Bach or choose
Between Paul Mc Cartney
and Elvis

It doesn’t matter
There is no […]

I was 10 years old when I first saw you
that steamy Summer of ’58 the World Cup …Sweden
when before you – for me
there had only been one hero…Jimmy Greaves.

we’d only had our tele a year
but there y […]

And lo!
God set man upon earth
And Pelé unto football

God gave humankind legs
So that we might walk
And Pele dance

God gave us brains
So that our minds might reach to the future with emboldened […]

The grace of genius
In the blood
Subtle as a glance
The intuitive knowledge
Announced with
The undisputed joy
The twinkle in the eyes
The generous heart
Pouring its power
Into the eager legs
The willing […]

Late summer 1990
Germany had won the World Cup in that July
And as the days turned towards Autumn
I spent a sunny Sunday afternoon in Hebden Bridge
Just a stone throw from my Pennine home
And a million […]

one club man our George

gentlemanly on and off

his old Cottage pitch ~