Jumpers down for goalposts
Using a plastic ball
Playing out in all weather
Stopping play at nightfall.
No replica kits on display
No gloves on our hands
No rings or earrings
No girlie Alice Bands.
If you’re Jimmy Greaves
Then I’m Denis Law
The goalie Gordon Banks
Skilful one Bobby Moore.
Covered from head to toe in mud
Getting dark score, fifteen all
Cuts and bruises, no shin pads
Playing on with a punctured ball.
Greavsie nods home the winner
We’ll all be back again the next day
“Look at the state of you”, says mum
Dad smiles,that’s how he used to play.
No computers, Dvd’s, or Playstations
Out from under your parents feet
Just a football and a few mates
Not hanging in gangs on the street.
Back then we didn’t have health and safety
And we weren’t ruled by a nanny state
We just had lots of fun playing soccer
Which to football mad lads was great !