I will follow thee where’er thou goest. Be thou in highest place or in lowest. Runn’st thou the swiftest or the slowest. When autumn leaves fall, when fruit on branch groweth. When reaper reaps, when sower soweth. When a bright sun shines, when the flake snoweth. When a soft breeze wafts, when a storm wind […]

They said we were ungrateful, When we sacked Allardyce. I dread to think what folk will say, Now that we’ve dumped Sean Dyche. But football is a business, There is no place for ruth. If you can’t prove you’re good enough, You’ll surely get the boot. Sean Dyche could not quite cut it. We’ll cut […]

Do you recall Everton back in the day? In years long gone by, before Ninety-Five? Up front we had men who could stick it away, Like Bill Dean, Bob Latchford, McKenzie and Gray. Our midfielders shone like a high-noon sun’s ray. A joy to behold, such skills on display. Ball passed to a Blue Shirt, […]

Back when I lived in Blighty, And went to football Grounds, I’d sometimes hear a mocking chant Around the place resound: “You’re supposed to be at home.” Away fans they would sing, When their team was two, three, four up, And heading for a win. Myself I found no fault with that, A mild, good-humoured […]

Selling to survive is an art. Some clubs do it exceptionally well. They flog their star player for a princely sum, Then unearth two nuggets that make their Ground hum. Two young, bright prospects who cost next to nowt. One bungs ’em in, and one keeps ’em out. But GCFC have never excelled At the […]