What a brilliant idea, Who thought up these new rules, Playing this new type of game, With a ball and shirt as tools. A mixed game of football and rugby, And an added tug of war, With shirts you can get to grips with, Then being wrestled to the floor. I had never thought of […]

The tele’s by the couch, The beer’s are in, The curtains closed, Because I won’t be in. The fridge is stacked, With easy stuff to cook, Stacked pillows and blankets, And the phone of the hook. There’s a week to go, And I’m now wearing the shirt, The time table’s open, Just my notes to […]

My first pair of boots I’ll have you know, Were made of old leather, and cramped at the toe. Ankle high with laces so long, And a crinkled flap they called a tongue. Studs worn down with lots of use, The stitching in them coming loose. Handed down from an uncle of mine, He’d got […]

Saturday, I’d been picked to play, In our football team. So, when we were getting ready, I rubbed in some Winter Green Liniment helps me loosen off, And warms the muscles too. But I forgot to wash my hands When I went to the loo. When we went out to play, I was feeling rather […]

I was watching football the other night, They say it’s a beautiful game. So I watched another tonight as it happens, You know, they both looked the same. Oh, the teams were different, the shirts were too, And the officials that made sure of fair play. The songs that came from the supporters were, But […]