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I’m……..?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I’m the comfort zone contract that most people seek
I’m the megabucked half fit who tries hard each week
I’m the stranger to the grass as I don’t tread the sod
I’m the three games a season I’m the fittest in squad

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I’m the name on a shirt who won’t fade in the wash
I’m the hang around wage slip the real fans forgot
I’m the tannoy exclusion when the first teams read out
I’m the Hello photo shoot that me agent allowed

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I’m the best seats in stand when the big match kicks off
I’m a wrinkled Armani, a badly dressed slob
I’m the clap to the fans at the end of the game
I’m the know all the people but don’t know their names

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I’m the photos with kids and their dads wearing scarves
I’m the socially inept who when questioned just laughs
I’m the salt of the earth when promoting your stuff
I’m the first to be subbed when the going gets tough

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I’m the managers nightmare whose football is dross
I’m not playing to orders even though he’s my boss
I’m the I’m on me bike there’s more dough up the road
I’m the bloke who the fans wish would just up and go

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I’m the missed open goals the two sad left feet
I’m the chav in the Rolls passing you in the street
I’m the secret punter who’s lost a kings ransom
I’m the play station addict alone in his mansion

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 I’m the diver who falls in yer penalty box
I’m the skiver who’s injured still preening his locks
I’m the wannabe kid who hopes and… just hopes
I’m the out of form star being jeered by the blokes

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I’m the thug who pulls strokes that the ref didn’t see
I’m the anger management striker in therapy
I’m the hairdryer subject who took the abuse
I’m the under used kid who feels he’s no use

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 I’m the magazine spread that you read over tea
I’m the I’m not coming off why substitute me?
I’m the drugs test absconder who went to the shops
I’m the pro on a bender abusing the cops

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 I’m the sixty grand Rolex of diamonds and gold
I’m the broken ex pro who’s drawing the dole
I’m the television pundit who hasn’t a clue
I’m the just for the fun of it my wages I blew

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 I’m the down trodden striker left out in the cold
I’m the drug taking has been who’s now looking old
I’m the smug mug who thinks what he says is so funny
I’m the corporate host now a ghost chasing money

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 I’m the beggar for tickets the fans have forgot
I’m the yesterday’s hero who can’t walk a lot
I’m the shirt with no number, I’m omitted from squad
I’m the blue and white shirt that was handled by God

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 I’m the fans think I’m great cos I’m kissing the badge
I’m the bloke that penned this and its making me sad!

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Notes

peace.

kev.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/im/