Football Poets

Woke up this morning, feeling blue
Went to the wardrobe, chose a shirt of the same hue
But it didn’t feel right, to ally myself to a team so *****
A side that gave up hope, without a fight
So I chose a shirt of w […]

S’funny, how we un-win-so-easilo
De-scribblio, with wobbly wordlio’s
Doesn’t make it any more bearabubbly
And however lovely jubbly
We all felt, after the first legly weggly
The upper oppo, were soon levelly peggl […]

Yes, I know, it’s an old joke
But let’s give it another poke
So many hopefuls, for the left back spot
Past and present, good and grot
Who will make it onto the plane to Japan
Who is it, that will ‘be the man’? […]

Michael Duberry
He told the truth
In amongst sinners
Lads, honed to be winners
On top of their game
The rest of us, too tame
Or too lame
To be the best
Not enough zest
To make it to the top
But we’d surely know w […]

There was an old keeper from Limerick
Who answered to the name of dim Rick
He would always crave
To make a save
But the lads kept on taking the Mick!

There was a crazy keeper from Limerick town
His jersey was […]

From Limerick Town, there sprang a young keeper
In the cloying mud, he sank deeper and deeper
They say he used to be a trier
But now that he’s stuck in the mire
He’s not so much a bawler as a weeper

Ruud
The cool dude
Back in rude health, after injury had him screwed
Utd’s gamble, now looks a signing so shrewd
Just look at all the confidence he does exude
With his poachers attitude
Scoring for fun, when […]

As I set off to work, on the last day of the year, 2001
I resolved, to live life to the full, to have some fun
Determining not to give in, to any irrational fear

I crunched across the crisp lawn
The sub-zero […]

Shed not tears, for ye journo’s and hacks
As one man stands up to be counted
Subtlety he lacks
But a debt of millions he surmounted

In retribution
The tabloids print a doleful picture
They so easily forget his m […]

“Oh no it wasn’t !”

“Oh yes it was !”

Nevertheless
A spherical lump of plastic
Lies enmeshed
Amidst a tumult
Of voices
Some, debating ill-conceived choices
Others, ecstatic
As they roar their approval […]

Olé olé olé olé, olé, olé

Olé olé olé olé, olé, olé

Olé olé olé olé, olé, olé

Ad infinitum

Olé olé olé olé, olé, olé

Oh how we love to chant our delight, um

Olé olé olé olé, olé, olé

Especially now that we […]

We’re all part of Mickies army, yo!
We’re all off to Tokyo
And we’ll really shake ‘em up
When we win the World Cup
‘Cos Ireland are the greatest football team !

But I thought it always was
In fact I thought it was lauded
To see the grown and growing
Grunt and groan
And huff and puff
Atop a verdant splendour
Eschewing the tender
With sinew busting
Cut and thrusting
But […]

try singing this Afroman stylee

I would have closed my legs, saved a few more shots
Instead of making shapes, in my culottes
And I wonder why?
Because I got high, because I got high

I got caught out, being too […]

Who?
What?
Where?
Why?
When?
Poor old Sven
So many questions
So many suggestions
Pick me, pick him, pick us
Kick up a fuss
Look at them
Look again
And then, when the ignored wonder why
Our Sven has to […]

There I was
Middle aged
Middle class
Middle of a Saturday afternoon
In mid autumn
In the middle of my back garden
In my average suburban semi
Merrily mowing the lawn
The last perfunctory cut before winter […]

One wonders
As one observes all the blunders
Would we be better off at all
Without a permanent home for football
For the whole Wembley debacle
Is as woeful as a Vinnie Jones tackle
But, if t’were agreed
That t […]

“What date is it?”
inquired my four year old son
“Sunday 19th August, 2001” I replied
“That’s a very old day!”
“Yes, I guess it’s the oldest one yet”, I marveled at his insight
“Today is going to die!”
(he eq […]

“Chelsea, Chelsea”
“We’ll keep the Blue Flag flying high”
But not this week, for we see half the team
Snubbing, what for many, is an unending dream
Take me, for instance, inside this die-hard fan
There is a burn […]

action : hair flick
and zen it clicked
I wuz not ‘appy
I felt more dumped upon
zan ma cherie’s nappy

‘ow could zey not see
zat I live and breathe
le football
zat ma joie de vivre
is ven I weave
in and out
b […]