• Fabregas Is Magic…..
    Skrtel lay on the ground injured From painfully giving a corner away So our man put the ball down unhindered Taking a blow in the break during play. He leaned on the corner flag looking real tired It’s been a long season it’s true So we stood up en masse and lauded our masked idol […]
  • Farewell To A Foe.
    His number came up Plastic seats crashed The hostile crowd Slowly applauded and rose Then with out a look back Toward us fans or the field Of some right blinding battles Had it quickly away on his toes. In the interview after Did I detect that he’ll miss us Our banter, the Micheal, the stick […]
  • Boring Boring Chelsea! Part 2.
    We are just so boring We have to stifle yawns when scoring. We’re so blimmin boring We’re yawning while applauding. We are so plain awful boring We just yawned on Terry scoring. We’re so undeniably boring The parked up bus is even snoring So let them call us boring They’d like our points tally this […]
  • Boring Boring Chelsea!
    The Emptiness Echoed With words they once used For berating the home team in red Only this time They slung them at us. I smiled In a West London pub As envious Gooners Aimed their friendly abuse At our players Sat back parked up in the bus. “Boring Boring Chelsea” I heard Laughed with me […]
  • Cheers Dad.
    Extra time Couldn’t divide us In the seven a side final that day T’was right cut and thrust Or a right two and eight Depending on who has their say. Anyway Up stepped A nervous young schoolboy To take aim With a squint In his eye. With all thought Of Glory and the point To […]