Jason McAteer: “The Dynamite Wirralite”

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 A local lad just like Bill Dean
Haunts defenders down the wing
Laces up his boots with dynamite
Cos he’s a homegrown Wirralite

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Nearly 34 “Old Spice” still the best
He’s Head and Shoulders above the rest
Blood and thunder heart of gold
Said “No” to the Foxes and came back home

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Now in the Rovers famous White
With footie back on Friday Night
He used his head just like a boot
Sent County home all black and blue

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 He played with Fowler did our Jase
But God’s now lost a yard of pace
Whilst Trigger Captains Little’s men
The SWA dreams of the Prem

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 A proud tradition in the ring
The Macca’s lad he chose Marine
To make his mark and then his name
‘Til Royston Evans quickly came

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 For Liverpool with heart and soul
Some mazy runs and the odd goal
Blackburn, Makems he wandered down
To Prenton Park the club of his home town

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 The Tricky Whites the Kop End roar
Send Humey on his way to score
All three points ours, oh happy days
Now play-offs looming Cardiff Way

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Our Trigger’s hard, he’s really mean
And he’s not scared of soft Roy Keane
Keano’s elbow broke off Macca’s head
It’s in a book Jase, like you said!




Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/jason-mcateer-the-dynamite-wirralite/