Wednesday, April 4th, 2018
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you brightened up the Bridge
you became our Prince
once the “King” had departed
and you controlled games
in a way we’d never seen.
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you gave us hope
where there was none
and all throughout your reign
you brought a sense of fun
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you had bullets in your boots
and subtlety in your soul
you influenced other ways
than route one to goal
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we saw the very best of you
Captain in your teens
you had to carry brother Graham
who didn’t share your genes
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not everyone was enamoured
some thought you rather drab
and cruelly at Old Trafford
they nicknamed you the “crab”
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you were more suited to Milan
it was much more to your style
they appreciated the keep-ball
the precision and the guile
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you were our Bobby Moore
suave, sophisticated and chic
our memory banks will bulge
when we recall you at your peak
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time now to dry our eyes
for all the tears that we’ve “Shed”
for you’re truly missed already
by every Blue and every Red
The best always go too soon.
Such sad news today that Ray “Butch” Wilkins passed away.
He was such a part of my childhood and he will forever be immortalized in our memories for all the joy that he brought into our lives.
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great words Clik
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5th April 2018 at 8:57 am
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11th May 2020 at 11:11 am
what a fabulous poem!
It captures the essence of non-league football, and the travel involved to and from matches.
“Gathering on a Thames island for a sing-song”: possibly Eel Pie Island back in the 60s or 70s, a local venue that I never went to, but watched recently on a documentary.
I’ll count myself as one of these few Met fans!
I played on saturdays (SAL), but pre or post our season, I’d be supporting the Blues / football.
Given my ‘manor’, I’d be at either:
Stamford Bridge, or
Imber Court, or
the Beveree (for Hampton, as was – now Hampton and Richmond Borough).
Imber Court holds a lot of fond memories for our family – it’s where we went on a regular basis to let off steam. I could cycle there safely with pals any time I wanted.
I watched Wimbledon champions in their early days there (venue for Junior qualifiers);, watched Chelsea train there for one pre-season (and grabbed a left behind sweaty shirt! Still have it – and yes, washed!).
Dad wasn’t much of a fan generally, but he joined me as we watched his friends and colleagues play, so a bonding time for the both of us.
My sister had her wedding reception there, and we had my mother’s funeral reception there earlier this year.
So your poem brought back some very touching personal memories, I thank you profusely for that.
But again, in itself, it is a great poem.
27th January 2020 at 7:10 pm
The website is actually called Goal Nets and Stanchions.
13th January 2020 at 4:27 pm
Please insert after line 15 “Where life was hard and occasionally brutal”
10th January 2020 at 3:19 pm
I meant to write 4th round. Oops !
23rd December 2019 at 3:07 pm
I loved all Mishi’s poems!
His passion shone through so brightly.
Every club needs a Mishi.
God Rest His Soul.
21st December 2019 at 10:24 am
Welcome to Football Poets Tony. More please! Keep on.
10th December 2019 at 11:47 pm
Hi Denys, it’s great to have another Toffee posting on Footy Poets. I haven’t contributed for some time, but if you click my name you’ll find some Everton poems going back several years.
Yes, now we’re all made up about the Chelsea result. And the return of the team spirit. And the two strikers formation.
21st November 2019 at 10:11 am
Thank you Al and Welcome to Football Poets..
Too often in the shadow and wake of Hillsborough, Bradford and Heysel, your powerful and emotive lines remind us of a tragic day when 66 died and many more were injured at Ibrox .
4th November 2019 at 9:51 am
great three lines Alex…table football..says it all
16th October 2019 at 10:50 pm
Kev….. the Rev, of that place that rhymes with Les Fridge!