Can you believe, we’ve gained our reprieve, We’re not being cast down to Serie B? We’re staying in A, for many a day, Well, for one more bright Season at least. Oh, what a relief, we’ve been spared the grief Of stepping down a division. We won’t have to put up with mick-taking Samp fans, […]

Tell me, now tell me, what’s it to be, Serie A or Serie B? Will we stay up, or be flung headlong down? Will we feel chuffed, or with despair groan? Drop or Survival, Heaven or Hell? Champagne corks poppin’, or passing-bell’s knell? Will we taste Triumph, or savour Disaster? Which will it be of […]

We hadn’t tasted victory since freezing, frosty February. We’d clocked up numerous defeats, P’rhaps scraped a couple of draws. But May, the merry month, at last, three welcome points has brought. The funny thing’s we managed it without vocal support. So now a thought’s occurred to me, I stress, it’s just a thought: It might […]

They’re racing like whippets, they’re running like hares, Pray, what is the point of it all? There’s twenty-two fellas in shirts, shorts and socks, All frantically chasing a ball. There’s three points to make, the Drop to escape, Such stuff as would norm’lly enthral. But something’s not right, the match fails to ignite, ‘Cos there’s […]

Why are they playing no matches today? Why are the football grounds empty? All action’s called off as a mark of respect For a player died aged five and twenty. But why, why, why, why could he not survive When he was struck down by heart failure? This is the question echoing, echoing Round all […]