• Que Sera Sera
    When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother who I’d support. Would it be Villa, Leeds or Man U? Here is her proud retort: “Que sera sera, Whatever will be will be. You’re gonna be a Toffee, Que sera sera.” Still I had not made up my mind, I asked my father […]
  • Two Nations went to Germany
    Two nations went to Germany In search of Silverware. Now read these lines of poetry To see how they both fared. The Scots played with true grit and pride, But they could not progress. Their fans drank lots of booze alright, The rest we’d best forget. The English set out with high hopes, Their first […]
  • Sed Non Satiata
    We’ve had the Premier League Campaign, Plus two domestic Cups. Three European Tournaments, Now isn’t that enough? No, we have not yet had our fill, Our thirst is still not slaked. There’s more to come in Germany, And frankly we can’t wait. Our mouths are moist, we lick our lips, The prospect’s so appealing. Though […]
  • What’s it like to have no Poets?
    Man City won the Premier League, Their fourth one in a row! And they have won much more besides, From strength to strength they go. But judging by this dear website, The world would hardly know it. Because this Trophy-hogging team Does not have any poet. West Ham have got Joe Morris. The Reds have […]
  • Twenty-Five Percent
    “Twenty-five percent possession? Doesn’t sound that much. Twenty-five percent possession? Surely not enough. Twenty-five percent possession? Reckon we’ll need more. Let the Red Shirts hog the ball, No doubt they will score.” Hunger, pride and nude aggression, They can take you far. You don’t need too much possession, Sometimes less is more. Plus a Ground […]