Honesty (for David Moyes).

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 No “I didn’t nae see it” or “What da yae mean?”
Or “The boy was a target from quarter past three”
No feuds down the tunnel, nor dressing room brawls
And the reason he dunnit? No reason at all.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Three snide Glasgae kisses, two Les Kellett chops
Though one or two missed, he lashed out in the box
For five to ten minutes game ceased to exist
His mind cast adrift in proverbial mist.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When the FA peruse through this madness again
He can have no excuses, he’s banned for six games
When the dour gaffer stood and admitted his man
Was absolutely no good to his team, in the stands.
I sat back in shock, slipping down in me chair
At Everton boss’s integral breath of fresh air!


What was Maroune Felliani up to, in the match against Stoke City at the week-end?

He completely lost the plot, and how come not one official saw anything from a whole catalogue of blatant assaults, on the Stoke City defender, I mean, it went on for long enough?

Big up to David Moyes post match though, who put his hands up (sic) and actually agreed his man deserves all he gets from the powers that be, when they take him (Le Afro) to task for such barbaric behaviour out on the field of play. More total honesty such as that would help the image of our game I feel.

A few of the senior Everton players would have had a choice word or two to say to their man afterwards as well methinks, this little lot (Le Afro’s madness) could cost the team dearly with regard to points and, or a Champions League place?

Go well and be lucky.




Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/honesty-for-david-moyes/