A ruse to suss-out her current beau Brede asked him would he like to go… “Over The Bridge”, to pay homage to the chaps “You mean…you’re like a die-hard Chelsea fan?”, “S’right babe, bleating proud of it I am So, wassit to be? Wanna go see a match?”. Anyways…a week or so flies by The […]

Ah, those Clapham Common morning games Getting stuck in…to likewise puny frames A crunching tackle, deemed bravado, sport or fun The restraint a combatant need show To dealing a fitter young fella…The Elbow Under the suspicious eye, of our school lino…A Nun. A mix of shabby blue shirts in different sizes, A.N Other name-tags, fading […]

Is there anything like the absolutely blinding thrill Watching a marauding one hundred mill? In the guise of our returning prodigal chosen one? Dump some hapless Gooner on his fife and drum Leading the line to win at The Emptiness two-nil To screams o’, ”Go on Lukaku, get in there…meshun!”.

Spurs have just beaten City…again Dismissed by Guardiola as, “The Harry Kane Team”, That’s four on the spin for the boys down The Lane Whom appear, right on Song it would seem? “We conceded due to loose balls”, reflects Pep Interviewed on live television after yesterdays game Hmm…that’s the best one I’ve heard from him […]

Midst dream during those twilight hours Used try discard our past, an ponder If…that bandy fella plied his trade at ours T’would be a sight at which to wonder… You know, stocky little centre forward Simply banged, `em`, in for fun Countless defences put to the sword That o’ rated England being one. Found out […]