Back to the 60’s

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Small children with rattles
woollen hats on their heads
cheering on the teams
be it the Blues or the Reds.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Grown men smoking fags
Mild or Bitter on their breath
keeping an eye on the kids
whilst swearing at the ref.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The Beatles over the Tannoy
singing I wanna hold your Hand
cold winds hitting the terraces
can’t afford to sit in the stand..

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Piles of snow pushed to the side
players covered and caked in mud
Greavsie and Best full of tricks
getting clobbered because they were good.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Three o’clock on a Saturday afternoon
half past Seven during the week
watching hard crunching tackles
no place for the timid or meek.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 They say never look back in Football
as if it’s some sort of sporting crime
but I’d love to return to the sixties
as it was the best decade of all time !



Inspired by reading Phil Whyte’s excellent poem Those were the Days.

I get all misty eyed and nostalgic just thinking about it.

As a bloke in his late Fifties I can relate to Phil’s poem as this was when my club was doing well and our ground was packed each home game.

Down the front with my rattle watching the action,and when we got in the First Division seeing the great stars like Best, Greaves, Law, and so many more.

I have to be honest I get bored often these days at where our game has gone, players wrapped up in gloves, divers, silly wages, Red cards for soft tackles.

The only things that haven’t changed from that era is fans swearing at Refs, and the prices as I can recall my Dad back then moaning at how much he had to pay !

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/back-to-the-60s/