Football Poets

hidden in between all the struggles running round
the highs and the lows going up going down
buried in the small print look what I found
the game of their lives at the old City Ground

far from the fury where […]

it should be all over by now
the good the bad or the lovely –
so why does it always
come down to this
season on season
for fans ?

some managers call it
‘squeaky bum time’
some players call it
‘the business end […]

I wish I had a Euro I wish I had a pound
for ev”ry pundit banging on about that ‘magic ground’
I wish I had a chocolate bar – a gateaux or a latté
for ev’ry player telling us it’s ‘one big Anfield party’

If i […]

they’re all assembled in their shirts
and everybody’s here
down at the Oak the fags have gone
the room just smells of beer

there’s nothing here to lift the gloom
they’re all on best behaviour
no Stevie , Sven or […]

Mike Bushell Mike Bushell
the name of the man is Mike Bushell
 
he’s got all the stars
he’s got all the views
he’s always on hand
with all of the news
 
he’s never afraid
to put on his shorts
he’s always p […]

what’s in a name?
the FA Cup
the oldest football tournament in the world

it was way way back
in nineteen twelve
when our football world like Charlie Chaplin
was still black and white

long before
Arthur […]

We taught them how to play the game
from Africa to Asia
But we’re not in the Euros now
we blew it v Croatia

The Yankees took our Becks away
It wasn’t for the money
I hope Tom Cruise can keep him fit
at least […]

corrugated stand where the blue paint peels
tuck shop with fizzy pop but no Wagon Wheels
sign on the stand saying SILENCE PLEASE ?
football at Colchester to me

siitting on a train as the fields race past […]

winter in the city
people scurry from the station..taxis come and go
every gloved hand has a mobile or a cappucino
and me writing haikus in the Midland Hotel
watching England on the box
as snow was […]

who was it showed me this ocean
when did I dive in this sea
what did it cost me and what have I lost
and what is this football to me?

was it ok for Shankley to one day announce
it was bigger than life and […]

this was the week when a side of the game
once again raised up its head
and this was the week when emotions run high
and many a word will be said

for season on season when tackles fly in
whatever their class or […]

you can leave me alone on the subs bench
I don’t care i’ll just do what I’m told
If it’s what I deserve
I’ll just play in reserves
but please don’t stick me in goal

it’s a job for a fearless performer
and […]

I don’t know why I love you
you’re driving me insane
I lie awake I cry and pray
time and time again

but thoughts are sometimes meaningless
you are something more
I think about I dream about
what you have in […]

if you were alive child woman or man
you remember the day still
like yesterday
like Lennon like Kennedy
or the day we landed on the moon
the day we woke to realise
we’d lost a football team

that moment when […]

tears behind the goal

twice ahead and pround as punch

Havant been dreaming

back in the fifties
Kenilworth Road was considered
something of a fortress
‘a tricky one’ as pundits love to say
a humble brick-front
of belt and braces and working class facade
but inside men of iron steadfast […]

in Huddersfield and Coventry

In Havant still they dream

but welcome to the Big Four Cup

same as it’s always been

sixty year back on a January day
classic old theme tune burst into play
classified results – news from the grounds
tuning in at five in any old town

pipe smoke and old blokes counting those draws
sitting with […]

22 players and officials
thousand upon thousand of silent spectators
family and loved ones
across the land stand and applaud
sixty seconds clapping in the face of sorrow
the new moving tribute for a life gone […]

twas ten o clock on Christmas night
the nearby houses filled with light
but Jim was down and not so bright
the day had flown so fast
the kids surprises neath the tree
the shrieking sounds of laughs and glee
were […]