• We Ain’t…
    Searching for Elysian Fields, Utopia Nirvana, The Golden Fleece, Tir na nOg? The next Bernard Briggs, Roy o’ The Rovers, Or the fortuitous ill-named Hand a God? Nah. Desiring dreams ain’t reality, true to life-like? Doesn’t inspire us, to singing loudly in the streets? What we want is?  The sight o’ Raheem Sterling on his […]
  • We’ve Won in Rome. We’ve Won in Rome…
    In there, fighting still Beating Ukraine four goals to nil On a balmy night in The Eternal City…Rome. Time to shower, board a plane Fly back to Blighty, face The Danes On Wednesday night in our Eternal Home. Say…we dispatch the marauding Danes? Are we a match for Italia or Spain? On current form? I’d […]
  • Auld Enemies
    Enthusiastic, far from sheepish flocks A colourful bleary-eyed sweaty sock’s Supping cans of reviving Iron Bru, march on parade An occasional, ”See You Jimmy?”, friendly shout Aimed at a puzzled Southerner, dared to venture out Never having witnessed a Tartan Army on crusade? Journeying via coach, car, plane and train Revived our dampened spirits, despite […]
  • Fickle or What?
    Pseudo Welsh tenner lives next door Let out one almighty guttural roar As their stoppage time sublimer crossed the line, “Gareth is an absolute Colossus”, he screamed aloud, “Tom, Cery’s, Charlotte, and The Manics will stand proud There’ll be a welcome in the valleys any time”, Yet earlier, when your man’s pen sailed over the […]
  • Deja-Vu?
    As Locatelli zoomed his second home To a rapturous Stadio Olimpico, in Rome I leapt up and screamed aloud at the T.V?, “Strewth! I’ve just witnessed reincarnation A nation’s unadulterated iconic jubilation At a scene, seeped in sheer Tardelli ecstasy”.