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Silence In The Stretford End?….Never.

kevin raymond

Friday, January 4th, 2008

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Yon red knight “There’s no atmosphere,
Cheering or applause”.
Security “Oi you lot… pipe down, d’you hear?
Or it’s out… the stadium door”.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Confiscate their tickets,
Heave stood up punters out in the street
Who cares how the match seats cost?
Corporate fans are what they seek.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 What next. Leave yer shirt at home.
Yer bobble hat and scarve?
“Suits” are whats preferred these days
Not the cheering working class!

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Prawn sarnies from a perspex box
A telly, mini bar
Days are gone when we’d a Bovril
Free to sing with all our hearts.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Imagine silence in the Spion Kop
Whispering in The Holt
Miming at The Emirates
Or murmurs at Maine road?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Us punters go to matches
To rant and rave and sing
It’s all part of the attraction
And what keeps us blimmin going.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 When I leave the ground of a Saturday
After having done me nut
I feel a better balanced human being
For having cheered and jeered, stood up.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 If they crave the wonder of silence
Polite applause and what goes with it
Let these “Suits” go and put their lillywhites on
Bugger off and watch the cricket!

© Kev 2008

Notes

I heard this at “The Bridge” the other day over the tannoy. “If you stand up during the game you may be evicted from the ground”.

Then the red knight says “There was no cheering or support for the team at Old Trafford in a recent home game”. Course there wasn’t if the blimmin security are gonna chuck you out if you stand up and cheer.

The ranting and raving, singing and cheering is done mostly by paying / baying punters, like me, who stand up..isn’t it? It’s pretty hard to have a pop at yer centre forward or the referee from the confines of a plastic seat with yer arms down by yer side, where I sit or for the most part stand, anyway.

Where’s this little lot going? No singing in bits of the stadium?

peace

kev

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/silence-in-the-stretford-end-never/