Football Poets

First game of season
it feels great to be back home
amongst fellow fans.
Supporters singing
the atmosphere electric
a sea of sky blue.
First half to Forest
they score the opening goal
a good one as […]

And what we live for….

gobsmackingly gorgeous goals
testy tenacious tackles
freakishly flighted frees
cunning curling corners
perniciously potent penalties
wickedly watchable wins
pithily poetic p […]

it’s like we’ve never been away and yet inside we know
that after all that we’ve been through we’re grateful just to go
relentless rain then more again upon the pitch and track
and on away fans out there the d […]

I speak not as a fan of a quote, fashionable club
But as a long-suffering fan of a debateable game?
Suffice to say I’m not sat quaffing pints in a pub
Or, as far as I’m aware, teetering on going ins […]

Monday Night Football
Home again…

After sojourns
Through wins and losses
loves and heartbreaks
non-league and grassroots

in the fullness of time
all things must pass
and move
this too.

A new season is nearly here
it’ll be nice to Get Back,
all our fans will Come Together
to see the team on the attack.
A Day In The Life of a supporter
a new Revolution is underway ?
as Yesterday has now […]

I can’t wait for the start of the season
it’s an ongoing long-run affair
it’s only a game and I can’t quite explain
but something keeps drawing me there
it’s the walk up the hill in all weathers […]

Just seven days ago
fans streamed down Wembley Way,
Sweet Caroline they sang loudly
it’s surely going to be England’s day ?
Just seven days ago
optimism replaced by doubt,
it’s still all level at the end […]

Ye Prologue:
There’s an old radical tradition
Of beating pots and pans in the street,
Making a public din
(Rather than a private dinner),
Ringing bells, banging pans, blowing horns,
With domestic utensils u […]

Give me an England of Rashford and Saka
Of Sancho and Sterling and Co
Give me an England of Southgate
Not the racists and bullies on show
I don’t want an England of ticketless louts
Who think that it’s all […]

John-Joe sparked a smoke
Cracked a snarky topical joke
Bout Billy Bunter o’ The Arsenal, used play for us,
“As for Over-Eden Hazard at Madrid?
Injured? Who’s that Belgian trying a kid?
Quaffing mayoed pom […]

Keep those emotions in check
it’s all part of the game,
you win some,lose some,
we all feel the same.
Keep your chin up
even though you want to scream,
Italy had more of the possession
and were the […]

Haters gotta hate
But the best rebuttals, come from the people
The community who care
The populace who placate, who wrap us up in a placenta of refuge
Who swaddle with true warmth
And draw us all […]

It was meant to be coming home –
it really was
but then we lost our way
the Sat Gav broke down
and the AA rescue van, with Pickford at the wheel
never made it past the pesky roundabout of penalties

and s […]

Outside Soho’s Bar Italia…
As I passed by there, yesterday
I’m sure I heard a suave barista say…
(Pray, excuse my Italian by the way),
“Calcio sta tornando a casa*
Problema per l’inglese?
E casa e Roma”.

when we sleep as mute as dust
returned to earth and dead as rust
then ask of each and every one of us
how well did you play the game, cuz?

Aim dog’s abuse at; the manager,
Spineless members of the team,
The slick suave svelte, Forza Italia
Destroyed a united nation’s dream.

Try n ignore those rabid Billy Bunters
Embarrass our beloved cou […]

sometimes you know when it isn’t your day
somewhere somehow
deep inside that feeling
we’ve all been here before
in our lives in our world with our teams
and when it happens
surprise surprise
words like […]

heartache in the end

one more big lesson to learn

still we should be proud