Ghosts of Gerson, Cubillas and Muller
drifting, not as then, in black and white
but striding forth in glorious technicolour.
Exotic flowers make rockeries seem fuller
and I inhaled their nectar with delight
in dreams of Gerson, Cubillas and Muller.
Inevitably, some games seemed much duller
but memory has put them all to flight,
wiped away by glorious technicolour.
A world away from Grimsby versus Hull; a
world away from Bradford’s fading light,
these ghosts of Gerson, Cubillas and Muller.
In England, sure, they had the odd crowd-puller,
seen on the box each seventh Saturday night,
but never watched in glorious technicolour.
To boys like me, God, it was wonderful, a
feast to sate the fiercest appetite,
those ghosts of Gerson, Cubillas and Muller,
striding forth in glorious technicolour.