Football Poets

what’s all the fuss about
the World Cup today
32 countries
just coming out to play

big cars and superstars
paparazzi heaven
salaries from Hollywood
for Sven’s best eleven

Fussball or Soccer
by any other […]

so how do you feel now the season has gone
and the summer is finally here
when you’ve waited so long it went on and on
for those four years to pass like the sky –
when it’s time to forget the struggle and fig […]

thank God thank God it’s almost here
i can’t contan myself I fear
as every second brings it near
the gols the girls the fans the beer

for as I gaze relentless rain
is beating on my window pane
o how we long to […]

in streets forever England
on fields forever green
as ev’ry fourth years comes around
a wondrous sight is seen –
this magic time this dance divine
deny it if you can
this heart-felt dream that’s always been
in […]

Come on England come on England

Get it right this time

Always knew it you can do it

Get it in your mind

Come on Gerrard come on Beckham

Everybody’s here

Come on Coley come on Lampsy

Nothing left to f […]

I cannot sleep I cannot think
I cannot eat I cannot drink
I have no strength to pump my bike
and people ask me what I’m like
I cannot find a soul to blame
awake they cry it’s just a game
I watch the seconds […]

the most beautiful thing
about the Beautiful Game
is that you don’t have to be beautiful to play it
ok we are all beautiful – I know
but in this looks-obsessed world of ours
anyone can play

hard then when […]

apart from your love

what else puts my life on hold?

only the World Cup

I’d love to do a worksop in Workshop
or should that be the other way around?
I’d love to do a lot of ’em in Nottingham
I’ve even been to visit County’s ground –

but I’ve never run a worksop in Workshop
it’s like […]

It’s not just the stuff that we eat that defiles us
It’s not just the lack of attention that riles us
but sometimes no matter how much it beguiles us
this football can’t speak for itself

and so we’ve amassed in […]

let nothing come between us now
wherever we may stand
on grass or stone or garden home
in near or far off land –
let time and nature take their toll
whatever we may use
like helpless fools ignoring rules
we light […]

you can’t go back but you still gotta try
cars parked everywhere rushin’ on by
when we were little you could kickabout or lie
in the street

can’t quite believe it after all this time
same chalk markings on that […]

to be part of this team

we call England

and to regain the Cup

we once had

bring a dream in your heart

a calypso and drum

as we take on

the brave Trinidad

they’re movin’ in there early
they think that it’s all done
and Cyril’s checking out the pitch
he’s Squirrel’s number one

he’s sussing out the atmosphere
hes’ sniffing out the land
they said it was a library
but […]

for honesty and loyalty
with diginity and pride
what more can club or fan demand
from one who’s steered your side?

John Lyall was the business
and I can see those tears
shedding down at Upton Park
his home for […]

I was born to follow you
with heart and soul and voice
yes I was born to follow you
and sometimes there’s no choice

and some nights I awaken
as if inside some dream
but there’s no use I pay these dues
in chains […]

At last the quest is over
at last we understand
we started in the water
we ended up on land

that’s why we walk in crocodiles
when we go out at school
that’s why we canot really grasp
this “are they diving?” […]

They’re always there before the rest
And often with a towel
They dig in quick with spade or pick
And sometimes use a trowel
They like to make their presence known
As footie fans all do
And nine of them have made […]

Shall I compare thee to a summer buy?

Thou art more valuable up-front

Tough forwards at whatever price so rarely do appear

And season’s length til May so long doth seem

Regardless of such sponsorship or […]

if we should ever move apart
the way fans sometimes do
if we should miss be sure of this
our friendship will stay true

if we should ever drift away
along the path of time
let not the haze of long gone days
be to […]