• They said we were ungrateful When we sacked our Portuguese. It wasn’t nothing personal – He’d brought us to our knees. His string of poor results Had us reaching for the Valium, So we showed him where the door was, And sent for an Italian. His name is Ancelotti, It has a pleasant ring, Though […]
  • They said we were ungrateful, When we sacked Allardyce. Now Marco Silva cannot say That he’s been treated nice. But football is a business, For sentiment no room, So poor old Marco had to go, ‘Cos relegation looms. “Nil Satis Nisi Optimum? What is this joke, this jest? No satisfaction do you get, You’ll never […]
  • We’re an army blue and white, Our hopes are high, our prospects bright. On this, another Season’s eve, Once more we truly do believe. We represent our city, Well, half of it at least. There is another team, in red, They’re not our cup of tea. Our stadium’s name is Goodison, A proper football ground […]
  • On the banks of the Mersey there is a divide, Two teams with long histories for primacy vie. The one that I root for plays in blue and white, While the other in red has God on its side. There’s a big-handled Trophy, they’ve won it six times, Then in open-top bus round the city […]
  • A new season comes and we’re all filled with hope. Hope, hope and the years slip by. Soon it is May, and we can but mope. Mope, mope as the years slip by. Players are bought and players are sold. Bought, sold for a fee sky-high. But never a sign of bronze, silver or gold, […]