Football Poets

was it something up there
in the fresh Morecambe air
with its glorious prom and sea breeze?
was it something that Sven could not say why or when
could they not see the wood for the trees ?

in affairs of the […]

total passion dedication
hopes that soar above your station
this obsessive fascination
just to be a fan
just to be there week on week
through it all however bleak
sometimes you can barely speak
who would be a […]

1 club fans feel everything
1 club fans feel stuff
1 club fans go up and down
and still can’t get enough
1 club fans stay loyal
1 club all their life
1 club fans spend thousands
and never tell the […]

right – it’s back
Sven’s at County – City are the new boys under the palm trees
AFC Wimbledon and Luton are in the Conference
and don’t get me started on Newcastle

so – you’ve got the new kit – in your […]

wonderland or la la land?
playing cards that run and stand
walking ads on fifty grand
evry shirt in ev’ry land
logos

this is how the sport expands
ethics that should long be banned
from the neck down to the […]

you were a class above the rest
down there in the rain –
emotions running wild on that touchline
grey hair smooth dapper
aching for victory – feeling the game
dignity and loyalty
through and through

always old […]

was it Swine Flu in Mexico City
when we all thought he’d vanished for good ?
but the prodigal Swede has leapt out of the woods
like his look-alike brave Robin Hood

did Maid Marion call him to action ?
he’s got […]

when silence becomes deafening
you know that eerie sound
whatever club and spokesmen say
there’s something goin’ down

the day the news gets broken
the day it hits the fan
proverbially it’s not that hard
for you […]

it’s name evokes some Greek goddess
and has no plan to cause distress
but oft when blown they do complain
about this background to the game
we cannot trace it’s origin
but can confirm it’s mighty din
Did it […]

sometimes sitting there
in our little plastic seats 
in structures of steels and light
you look around today
and it’s easy to forget where we’ve come from
and the dark dark times along the way
 
but I kno […]

this was never gonna be
the cream of the crop
a salivating supper
from the guys at the top
nothing here to calm hearts
or garnish it with style
passion beating tension
by a good country mile
frustration […]

still swapping shirts with Shakespeare

still using extra time

to lift the passion from our backs

and turn it into rhyme

still putting feelings into words

from terraces to stage

still sharing dreams in […]

we talk of standing areas
and if they’d be alright
I stood all game where we should sit
with Reds and Blues last night
a sea of red before me
a sea of blue behind
a programme on a poignant night
with pictures to […]

we watched it all upon that day
we watched it here again today
the eyes still burn in that same way
we choke and cry inside

and for the souls and families
still trapped in time and memories
the time the game […]

left home early just to make the game
all of the regulars have made it here the same
recognise ev’ry face but couldn’t place a name
in the Away End

place starts taking off in the kick around
Anfield’s a cauldron […]

“football is nothing”
as now and as then
lives taken homes shaken
why how and when?
passion turns to tragedy
no-one can pretend
and football
is nothing
again

fragile infrastructures
old stone walls
inept […]

there is a place where we can go
if ever we are feeling low
and should our favourites have been thrashed
or dreams of title hopes been dashed
at home away at work or play
you’re always there both night and day […]

it’s hard to pin-point how we solve
the burning need here to evolve
and so enlarge for all to see
this range of football poetry
when hands are tied like ships to shore
but long to offer so much more
and long to […]

the greatest goal I ever saw
was many many years before
when players toiled for twenty pounds
and played in crumbling ancient grounds
a world when all was black and white
the papers and TV at night
when we were […]

there’s a man in Mid-Wales who makes models
exquisite like stars we adore
in praise of the goal celebration
and the stuff that some do when they score

what brings out this moment of madness?
you can call it it a […]