1966 and all that

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 With a Guinness caked smile
you could smell from a mile,
like a circus clown
holding a tin-foil covered
cardboard replica of the FA Cup,
you woke me up,
on a Sunday morning at dawn .

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Just back, off the coach
from far away London Town.
No toilets, then
just brimming buckets
and empty bottles of Brown
if your aim was good .

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 You picked me up
out of the bed, our Kev sound asleep,
and cradled me in shirtsleeves
still damp from dancing
in the Trafalger Square fountain,
singing softly to me
“We won the Cup , we won the Cup
E. I. Addio , we won the Cup . . . ”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Then louder, a word
I did not know,
“Trebilcock . . . Trebilcock,
Twice !”
you did crow.



Mike Trebilcock ( pronounced Trebilcoe )replced Fred Pickering in the 1966 semi final victory over Man Utd and wasnt expected to play
in the final but Catterick kept faith in him .We were two nil down to Sheff Wed then Trebilcock scored two and Derek Temple got the winner

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/1966-and-all-that/