1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Welcome all to Turners Cross
The Devils, Hornets, Barstool
I won’t be there I’m afraid
I’ll be sipping beer by the pool

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A well deserved break in the sun
Somewhere foreign, beyond the sea,
Sun and funshine for everyone
Underneath a shady palm tree

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 As the wind whips across Section A
I will be well out of reach
Don’t bother thinking of me
As I’m sipping Sagres on the beach

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Enjoy the half time hot toddy
As I’m buried in sand by the sea
Flor Griffin there with fingers crossed
As they lose yet another TV

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 In essence games of no importance
As the waves just lap on the shore
But if you can still feel your fingers
Don’t forget to text me the score.



Written for the match programme for friendlies against Watford and Manchester United.
For the record we lost 0-2 to Watford and beat Man Utd 2-0 but I was away.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/away/