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Saturday Ritual

Jimmy Whelan

Sunday, February 5th, 2012

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We stroll along to Fallons bar
Watching our Da’s go in for a jar
We stand excited, awaiting the bus
“Big Bish” at the helm to navigate us

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The London Road our destination to be
With songs of “Celtic” and “Over the Sea”
Spirits were high (if you know what I mean)
People of all ages wrapped up in the green

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 With Paradise in sight and no entrance fee
Praying by chance, we’d get in for free
With hopes of a double up, or a lift over
A sea of green and white, and four leaf clover

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 You race to the “Jungle” to take your places
Two cans on your feet, just to see their faces
Johnstone, Lennox all there to be seen
Forever blessed to wear the green

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 To watch grown men, with tears on there faces
As they watch their team, taking their places
Deafening chants of “You’ll Never Walk Alone”
An uncanny chill running down your backbone

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 A similar sight I witness today
A little more civilized in lots of ways
Businessmen, families and “Ourselves Alone”
But with that same chill running down our backbone

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Now things have changed in this modern day
Seats, fast foods and “Systems We Play”
We’ve had our moments, when trophies were slim
But you’ll never forget that you’re proud to be a “TIM”.

© J.J.Whelan

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/saturday-ritual-2/