Football Poets

conference 2002-2003

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I’m sorry about this but you don’t have to read,
My thoughts on the season and why I’m so peeved,
You see, reading it through, there’s not much to cheer,
And yes, it’s Bowling who gets my vote for the year.

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We went up the M6 and down the A1.
From Chester to Barnet we travelled along,
Supporting the lads in red shirts and black shorts,
We can do this, can stay here, or that’s what we thought

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We started in August, full of fresh hope,
Then came September and the slippery slope,
Back to the league from where we’d just been,
This season, the worst, that most said they’d seen

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 We all have our memories, not all of them bad,
But the lack of a goal scorer drove us all mad,
Bo’s penalty save at Donny one highlight of mine,
We still had our hope around at that time.

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 There was Gravesend and Northwich, Farnborough too,
Morecambe and Barnet to name but a few,
Stevenage, Nuneaton and Southport we won,
But there were too many games when we couldn’t hold on.

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Yeovil, at Huish, gave an awesome display,
With Bowling, alone, keeping more goals at bay.
Woking was dreadful, Nuneaton was worse,
At least up in Scarborough Craig did score his first.

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Postponed New Years Day, due to the rain,
We headed back down the A1 again,
Back down to Stevenage, now famed for the shouts,
Of “Shutt’s Barmy Army” and, some, “Mallinger Out”.

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Gravesend was freezing and Leigh very wet,
Hereford expensive and Carl missed the net,
Sodje of Margate put a smile on our face,
When he scored, yet again, for us, at their place.

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Telford and Burton there’s not much to say,
Or of our game, up at the Shay,
Oh I’ve forgotten one thing they actually filmed “Frost”,
But just like at Dagenham we still flipping lost!

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Hastings, a nightmare, I try to forget,
While Craig’s goal at Alty just flew in the net,
It wasn’t enough we were out of both cups,
With not much in sight to cheer us all up.

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 I’ve lost count of the players we’ve used through the year,
Butch went to Lincoln and loads more came here,
But contracts were broken and nothing could stop,
The wage cuts, the problems, the inevitable drop.

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 It all finally ended on April 8th,
With Forest Green Rovers sealing our fate,
Not many were there it was a sad, sorry, sight,
With just over 400 watching that night.

¶ 13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 So what of Carl Shutt, well what can I say?
I’m just so very sad that it ended this way,
He gave us a trophy; he gave us a prize.
A day to remember in everyone’s eyes.

¶ 14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 He gave it his all; he gave it his best.
Why he stayed here so long is anyone’s guess.
It’s been tough for the players with what’s going on,
Now, also the ladies since Shutty has gone!!!

¶ 15 Leave a comment on verse 15 0 So what of the future? I really don’t know.
Some players will stay but I guess most will go.
My thanks go to those who committed and played,
It can’t have been easy if you weren’t getting paid.

¶ 16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 There’s one thing that’s constant through all of this mess,
It’s the great friends I’ve stood with and people I’ve met.
Whatever our views we all have one aim,
To be proud of our club – Kettering Town once again.

¶ 17 Leave a comment on verse 17 0 So please Mr Mallinger if you feel you must stay,
Please work with the Trust; let the fans have their say.
You’ve seen the crowds dwindle; you’ve heard all the chants,
Just listen to those who have “Town” in their hearts.