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My introduction to a fantastic dream.

Stuart Ashworth

Saturday, July 9th, 2011

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The day I first went to Anfield,
A cloudy day in September,
A lifetime ago it feels,
A day I would always remember,
My love of the Reds was sealed.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I didn’t really know where I was off to,
Too young to understand,
With my dads Red and white scarf,
Wrapped around my neck,
And tightly holding his hand.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 There were thousands of Red people singing,
Groups of mad men,
Or so it seemed,
The beginning of a journey of a lifetime,
The start of an unbelievable dream.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 When we entered the ground it was rocking,
A cauldron of unbearable noise,
I asked my dad “Where are we?”
“This son” he replied,
“Is where they sort out the men from the boys.”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I had never seen anything like it,
A vibrant crisp pitch all green,
And then the Red men ran out of a tunnel,
They were the most amazing sight I had ever seen.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 They were giants and fierce and fantastic,
And my ears were exploding with the noise,
The man wearing black was called Bar Steward I think,
And the team in the blue were the boys.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 My dad’s not around now to watch us,
Times change and people pass away,
But when I visit our matches at Anfield,
I look at my son and I say,

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 “This son is where they sort out the men from the boys.”

© stuart ashworth

Notes

A personal poem, dedicated to my dad, a true Red scouser.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/my-introduction-to-a-fantastic-dream/