Thursday, November 5th, 2009
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Dear Archie Baird
you were the Laird
at Dons & Jons
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we knew you not –
in your prime
before our time
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but you’ll be honoured
by the fans
who’ll clasp their hands
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and they’ll admire
all your fire
in club attire
© Clik the mouse, 5th November 2009
from news.bbc.co.uk :
Tributes have been paid to an Aberdeen football legend after his death at 90.
Archie Baird was the oldest surviving player of the 1947 team which secured the club’s first ever Scottish Cup victory, beating Hibernian.
Born in 1919, he arrived at Pittodrie in 1938, but did not make his competitive debut until 1946.
He made 104 league appearances for Aberdeen, and scored 26 goals. The club said their thoughts were with his family and friends.
He left Aberdeen to join St Johnstone and then became a teacher and journalist.
The Pittodrie club hosts St Johnstone on Saturday in the SPL, and a joint silence will be held to mark Armistice as well as Archie Baird’s career with the two clubs.
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22nd January 2019 at 3:48 am
Hi Sharon, I’m so impressed by your “body” of work. Besides the enthusiasm, you are so technically accomplished. I’m a Toffee, but I’m one of those who thinks that Shankly is the greatest manager of that era (our “Cat” did some dodgy things at that time). I love to keep the post-Hillsborough spirit when the two clubs stood together. And appreciate your praise, eg, of Big Nev’s LGBT work. Re “Pie” I posted a similar verse based on Solomon Burke’s much shorter Stupidity some time ago. Create on, Dachlan
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11th December 2018 at 7:58 pm
great lines Kev
10th October 2018 at 10:41 am
so true for so many clubs Denys
7th August 2018 at 2:43 pm
Looking forward to welcoming Wolves to the King Power Stadium this season… where hopefully we will beat you! 😉 But truthfully welcome back to the top division! – Paul
22nd July 2018 at 12:05 pm
Many thanks for that. I’ve actually changed it back because I feel the more ridiculous it looks, the more Ogden Nash it is! My own personal choice, others may disagree. But I appreciate the thought. Cheers
20th July 2018 at 6:49 am
Great poem Peter .I’ ve mucked about with the way it appears on the page if you don’t like it let me know.
19th July 2018 at 5:19 pm
How about the Pele of poets?!!! 😉
absolutely lovin’ it!
19th July 2018 at 2:21 pm
Sorry everyone. Away on holidays and not very good at the computer stuff anyway.
I had thought I was commenting on Verse 2, Lines 3 and 4. The whole poem is done in rhyming couplets – I was merely commenting on the fact that the rhyme there / disappeared sticks out like a sore thumb!!
Nothing to do with black and white!
15th July 2018 at 5:31 am
no sadly…it’s my good mate Fred Chance…Sharon..great live music pub…in our village..
13th July 2018 at 9:04 pm
Big Yin! Is that Sir Billy Connolly far left on the main picture?