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Sharon Jones

  • There’s a Coke Cola ad doing the rounds
    About “real fans” outside the emerald city
    Of the premier league
    But we all dream of walking down the
    Yellow Brick Road
    A tap of red boots
    And there’s no place like […]

  • The season’s almost over
    The last game now in sight
    A student loan dont go so far
    The matches done me, right?

    A season ticket waiting list
    As long as long is long
    “It comes up with yer bus pass La”
    The man said, […]

  • Wouldn’t it be grand
    To find yourself adopted by a football club
    Having your own little space in the ground
    With a matchday programme, a paper cup of coffee
    All in the name of Literacy
    That would do for […]

  • Karol Wojtyla pulling on the green jersey
    Lacing up his boots
    Eyes fixed on the final game of the season
    Confirms his plans for the team having run his best race
    Tells the Captain “I’m almost ready lad,
    Just […]

  • For those
    Who will never walk alone
    For those whose colours meet
    In the warm hands of friendship
    We will remember

    For those
    Who follow with passion and pride
    For those who wish to forgive
    Those whose cannot […]

  • For those
    Who will never walk alone
    For those whose colours meet
    In the warm hands of friendship
    We will remember

    For those
    Who follow with passion and pride
    For those who wish to forgive
    Those whose cannot […]

  • “Little Coin” fused with the alchemist’s art
    Exquisite pearl in a team
    Outshining Phoebus
    Those flashing boots
    Weaving a tapestry of gold
    And goals
    Jairzinho Rivelino Pele Tostao
    Upon a Liverpool girl’s bedroom […]

  • Matthews blows through Heaven’s Door
    Slight as summer shadows
    Impossibly lean
    The graceful strokes of genius
    Reflecting the light of memories
    With a shimmy of hips
    And new miracles
    He turns into the wind […]

  • Ronaldinho plays football no strings attached
    His tricks Hundreds & Thousands scattered
    Sky bound aerial acrobats
    Black arrows dive bombing
    Breach traffic lights mock hidden lenses
    Dart left then right cut strips […]

  • Mill Road school doesn’t look much like Anfield
    But upon its playing fields
    I copied Stevie Heighway’s breathless runs
    Bossed the game like Tommy Smith
    Scored Keegan goals from Toshack’s telepathy
    The Store […]

  • WiseGuys XI

    Michael Corleone
    Vito Corleone
    Tommy Devito
    Donnie Brasco
    Jimmy Cagney
    Humphrey Bogart
    Jimmy “the gent” Conway
    Al Capone
    Lucky Luciano
    Sam “momo” Giancana
    Frank Sinatra

    Subs:
    Edward G […]

  • The press camped out with swords to pen
    “The Hornets sting the Anfield men”
    But Vicarage Road is not Turf Moor
    Up stepped the Legend, we knew he’d score
    So deck the halls with banners red
    We’ve won ‘ere 3 times […]

  • Water and football
    Thirst is the paradigm perhaps
    But water influences football
    In more ways than one
    Tom Finney’s The Splash
    Diouf spitting
    Turf Moor’s mud mire
    Players soaked in sweat
    The biblical blood of […]

  • He looks forlorn sat there
    Meja Punter hired microphone
    Far from the dressing room
    In the stands wrapped up
    Against the mersey cold
    It cuts like ice y’know
    Like passion unrequited
    Love for the former manager
    Is […]

  • In amniotic fluids
    Mersey waters rivers cold
    And fragrant truths
    My mother chose
    Guinness dark and nicotine
    But best of all
    Two weeks to go
    A trip to Anfield
    Before my heaven
    My earthbound heart
    Beneath her […]

  • Our 23 with boots of gold
    A Bootle lad A Red
    His name a song in stories told
    Our Jamie he’s the best

    Anfield Legend tough as steel
    The passion in his eyes
    Upon the pitch 100 per cent
    The Liverbird she smiles

    He […]

  • Sylvia Plath
    Might’ve stood here once
    Where I am sitting
    The Bob Lord Stand
    Clarets to the left and to the right
    No April snowdrops no IndianPipes
    And like me
    Cold and swept up
    But they have passion for warmth
    And […]

  • From the shadow of Finney
    Flexing his wings
    The Deepdale sun
    Warm as Cerritos
    Crossing with ease
    The freewheelin’ No17.

  • Jimmy Case
    Hard as nails
    Forged his name
    Boots of steel
    Bossed the game
    Fired his cannons
    Caesar’s place
    Anfield Legend
    Jimmy Case.

  • Football, someone once said
    Is a relatively simple game
    You just pass and move
    Just pass and move
    Find space
    And make yourself available
    To receive the ball
    Possession is the vein
    Which carries the blood of […]

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