In Defence Of Mark Hughes.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Its a West London derby at the Cottage
Things are getting fraught
Sparky’s been a mite too competitive
All in the name of the sport!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We couldn’t get any tickets
The match was easily sold out
So we blagged a couple
From a Fulham players dad
Who didn’t mind helping us out

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Anyway back to the action
Sparky was holding his own
He was taking the whacks
And giving them back
In ways that it’s hard
To condone

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 This geezer sitting in front of me
Says “Hughes you’re an animal get off”
Well what could I do?
In defence of poor Hughes
But I laugh and start to scoff

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 This geezer with all of the verbal
Turns around to me and says ‘eff off’
I said “Who d’you think you’re talking to?
You and that big hole called a gob?”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 My mate is tugging at my trousers
Whispering to me to sit down
The match is now just a backgound noise
As I argue and shout at this clown!

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Anyway it all calms down
We agree to disagree
The heat of the moment
Was all that it was
Nothing at all really!

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 We sit quietly
Through the rest of the match
With Fulham fans
Calling us cheats
My mates tells me ever so quietly
“The bloke you’re rowing with
Got us these seats!!!”

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 peace.



Another time me and my big mouth got us in trouble!!! I’m sure that Mark Hughes is more than capable of looking after himself without my help, aren’t you?



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/in-defence-of-mark-hughes/