Football Poets

Bobby Moore ….. The gentleman

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Bobby Moore – The Gentleman

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Oh Bobby Moore
Few goals did he score,
Because he was a centreback,
Not much talent did he lack;
I wish I could have given him a pat on the back.

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman.

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 He was a friend of my father’s
A rather good one at that,
Never did he take a hack
At the opposition, for he was a gentleman.
Indeed, he timed his tackles to perfection
As we saw in the 1970 World Cup,
When he did the best tackle ever seen, on Pele.
He worked so hard in training that he had a rather slender belly.

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman.

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 In the end he died of cancer,
The attackers feared him as if he were a tanker,
In the North Sea.

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman, a fine one at that.

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Oh 1966, what a year,
For during the World Cup,
Alf Ramsey did not allow them beer
So that no one would sneer.
And after the final, he was so happy
That he did shed a tear.

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman.

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 He led his country to victory,
He was by no means the biggest chap
But his presence was felt all over the pitch,
As if he was a giant.
He played with great passion.
He was majestic, a great passer of the ball,
And had great vision
For he was a gentleman.

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman, and good friend.

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 When they were losing, as others did despair,
He did not, he kept his head up high.
He boosted his men’s morale
And often inspired to victory.
He starred in Escape to Victory,
But that was what he was like in real life.
For he did not despair in times of strife.

¶ 13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 For he was Bobby Moore, the gentleman

¶ 14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 The cheating South Americans,
I’m not talking about Maradona,
But indeed the Mexicans
Pretending that Bobby stole some jewelry.
He would never do such a thing, for he was a gentleman, I add again
They wanted him to get arrested, so he could not play in the World Cup
This just shows how they did fear young Bobby,
They thought they could only beat England without him
England would never dream of cheating, because they had young Robert, the gentleman.
Although he was the best of his time,
The cream of the crop,
He never forgot his roots;
He kept in touch with my father.
He did not strive for richness, nor power,
Nor did he get carried away in his stardom or the limelight.
He would not admit it, for he was a modest chap, and a gentleman,
and deserved every England cap.

¶ 15 Leave a comment on verse 15 0 Bobby Moore, the gentleman

¶ 16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 He was loyal to his country,
And to the Hammers,
As we remain loyal to him.
He loved West Ham,
And despite his death, he is still forever blowing bubbles,
As he is Bobby Moore, the true gentleman.

¶ 17 Leave a comment on verse 17 0 May he rest in Peace.