England v Belgium : Sunderland Stadium of Light – November 1999
¶ 1
Leave a comment on verse 1 0
Half-time. 1-1.
That’s the score.
It’s one we have to win,
So Keegan can convince the fans
We’re on the up again.
¶ 2
Leave a comment on verse 2 0
Playing on a perfect pitch
The Stadium of Light
Proud supporters, perfect day
They have to win the fight.
¶ 3
Leave a comment on verse 3 0
Though Shearer scored a wonder goal
And Kev was full of running
They gave away a softer one
And didn’t look like winning.
¶ 4
Leave a comment on verse 4 0
So by the time the break came round
They seemed to need a rest
And though we’d cheered for 45
We felt quite depressed.
¶ 5
Leave a comment on verse 5 0
Then just before the teams came back
I thought there’d be a riot
When the Cockney DJ told the crowd
“You lot have been quiet”.
¶ 6
Leave a comment on verse 6 0
“I’ve heard about that Roker ground
And there I thought you roared
Maybe with England playing here
You’re feeling overawed.”
¶ 7
Leave a comment on verse 7 0
The crowd was hushed. We could have died.
The terrace seethed with rancour.
A North-East crowd told how to cheer
By some young Cockney wancour?!
¶ 8
Leave a comment on verse 8 0
Then one lone voice came from the crowd
A Mackem clear and candid
“Ha’ waay” he said “It’s ’cos we’re used
“Tae a far, far higher standard”.
Comments
0 Comments on the whole Poem
Create an account to leave a comment on the whole Poem
0 Comments on verse 1
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 1
0 Comments on verse 2
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 2
0 Comments on verse 3
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 3
0 Comments on verse 4
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 4
0 Comments on verse 5
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 5
0 Comments on verse 6
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 6
0 Comments on verse 7
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 7
0 Comments on verse 8
Create an account to leave a comment on verse 8