Football Poets

As much as it pains me to say it
But credit where credit is due
You have to admire such passion and fire
That the Arsenal had laid out on view

It’s their free-flowing play and posession
That saw them unbeaten so […]

You blame the rest of Europe
As though we are so pure
And never leapt to such great depths
As they did long before
You blame the Latin temperament
How racist can you be
The downward spiral’s everywhere
And there […]

now you don’t get distracted on Ceefax
you just stare at those fixtures for hours
it’s not quite as trying as watching paint drying
or the slow motion growing of flowers

you can gaze at that old black […]

he’s a Thomas Hardy figure from another time
prowling and scowling up and down that line
a dual personality that only gets shown
when Queen’s Park Rangers are playing at home
the rest of the time he’s just […]

They were formed in the late eighteen- hundreds
I still shudder to think of the day
when Chelski were poor as their neighbours next door
and lost six-nil to Rotherham away

since 1907 they’ve played at that […]

cold pitch yesterday

today delivered free – look

this snow white carpet!

he was an icon in sun and in rain
back of The Shed we just sang out his name
great in the air strong on the ground
“Osgood Is Good” that was the sound

Raquel Welch on that old touch-line
Steve McQueen and […]

Stamford Bridge February 12 noon
and it’s freezing..I mean freezing
we could be talking eskimos in track-suits
and long-john thermal merchandise heaven
if only they’d known.. it’s that cold..
behind the Matthew […]

we are Barça and we are the Blues
we are the champions and we are the news
and this is the sound when we want more
stamping our feet every time we score
the sound in the ground the sound of the fans
stamping […]

it’s turned quite brown now
my old school team photograph
but there I am with long lost mates
whose names still linger
together In the sepia vibe

can this be me at fourteen?
another person then – fresh f […]

If Curbishley is feeling it
and Stuart Pearce is too
imagine what the pressure
on a terrier can do
If Martin O is stressing out
about the job in hand
if Allardyce has both hands tied
who then to lead our […]

we know what’s coming don’t we
it’s written in the stars
as long as they breathe Britsh air
who cares if they’re from Mars

’cause that’s where most blokes come from
according to the missus
they need no training […]

I’ve done some ‘big-jobs’ in my time
upon the field and ground
by birth-right I am Scottish
and in the West I’m found
when last the post was offered
like lamps on any street
I raised a leg and cocked my head
but […]

at risk of winding all in sight
like barking dogs some moon-filled night
an ode I’ll bring in verse and light
of he – The Special One
the Special One – the Special One
three words that make them fume and run
but […]

I’m risking life and limb in words
against the mighty Reds
as we reflect and wallow on
how we left them in shreds

with Anfield feelings running high
the drubbing is forgot
the rule of no raised hands at all
is […]

To be or not to be
the England mananger
for Basil The Dog – six years on
that is the question..again

true – given the media frenzy and focus
you’d need to be barking mad to accept the job
but why then should he […]

I wanna give it up for Mister Alan Green
best commentator I’ve never seen
saw him in an advert once a long time ago
but you don’t often SEE him on the radio

Five Live realist spells it like it is
outspoken […]

no-one can explain it
without oft-churned clichés
but like clockwork
or first buds in Spring
from time immemorial
and come the second week in January
it happens

for then
with snow on the ground
and mist in […]

it’s David and Goliath time it’s boys among the men
the club the pride the media ride it’s Cup fever again
we’ve waited ten long years for this a run could turn it round
we’re gonna make the most of it and milk it […]

had myself a dream tonight
and everything was red
woke up shaking crazily
with visions in my head
from Everton to Portsmouth
from Scunthorpe up to Ayr
every single club
had a Russian billionaire

no more […]