Year after year I had begged my dad
To take me to a Chelsea game
Year after year I waited
But no trip ever came.
Then one weekend in London
A holiday for the family
We decided to tour The Bridge
Home to champions Chelsea.
We started in the players lounge
The footballer’s wives get the best view
Of the pitch, ground and fans
And comfy chairs too!
We moved round to the away stand
And looked out at the ground
Taking pictures of the empty stadium
Devoid of it’s usual Saturday sound.
Then into the press room
Where the reporters have a free bar
And the Special One’s chair
Lacking it’s special star.
Through to the away changing room
Quite sizeable it would seem
Nice blue physio table
And walls of pale cream.
But the home changing room opposite
Put the away one to shame
With the shirts on show
Of the Chelsea boy’s names.
Huge lockers, very spacious
Only the best shampoo in the showers
Fit for kings, gods you might say
In here you could spend hours.
Then we lined up in the tunnel
A pat on the Chelsea crest for luck
Although it was quite close to your head
Crouch would have to duck!
Then out onto the pitch
Takes your breath away
Old chewing gum all over the away dugout
When Fergie comes to stay!
And the end drew near
As we finished touring in the Chelsea museum
Waxworks of Terry and Lampard
(looked nothing like ‘em!).
Then one final photo
Of the view of the ground from Fulham Road
Next year I hope to be here
Wearing my royal blue shirt with pride, and maybe a scarf if it’s cold!