No clean sheets here

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0
“Football, football, football
It’s all you ever think about”

Mother flies through the room, with broom
And proceeds to scream and shout

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Look at all these dirty clothes, strewn everywhere
And mucky boots and muddy kit!”

Now she’s an improver, with hoover
And continues with her hissy fit!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 “And what about your homework?
When will it be done?”

Now she’s a chops buster, with duster
The antithesis of fun

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 “Soon, I promise!” (I lied)
“But Mam, let me tell you… I scored!”
Her heart leapt inside, with pride
And like any pumped up mother, she roared!



Inspired after following the links when searching for a Sports Poetry anthology, called “And the Crowd Goes Wild”, which features a contribution by our own Peter Goulding.

The anthology was published in Nov 2012.

And Pete’s poem featuring Notcher, was submitted on this site in Nov 2007.

Ahead of the game!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/no-clean-sheets-here/