Soton 2-1 Chelsea (proud of the lads – up in the stands)

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 sitting in the wrong end
cheering for the wrong team
wearing the wrong colours…
whither my enduring dream?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 all thanks, I suppose
to my lil sis
an’ her south coast sanctuary
contented wedded bliss

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 so me an lil bruv
nephew, Tim an’ my boys
standing amongst the Saints
astonished by the noise

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 the game itself was good
the banter better still
the fans sing to and fro
not a bother to the Bill

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 the battle of the fans –
all during play
“Champions of Europe….”
“We’ll sing it ‘til May!”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 “Champions of Europe….”
“You’re ‘avin a larf!”
greets every mis-control
all through the half

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 so one-a-piece at the break
Rodrigues after a classy one-two
JT equalises with a header
more battle to ensue

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 after the interval
ref gives a dodgy free
Lambert lashes in
St Mary’s erupts in glee

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 still the fans sing their numbers
and we refrain from our booing
but one substitution brought a chorus
of “You don’t know what you’re doing!!”

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 there’s no terrace argy-bargy
the Reds happy with their lot
but Blues busting Benny *
reckon he’s lost the plot

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Chelsea up the tempo
Saints standing firm
Torres totally toothless
makes you wanna squirm

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Londoners start heading early
berated on their way
“Is there a fire drill??!!”….
the end of the affray!

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 Saint’s sing in unison:
“there’s only one-Poche-tino”
they leave on a high
to champers and vino

14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 but kudos to the choirs
for there’s one thing I suspect –
instead of itchin’ for a fight **
they left in respect



Many – because – unusually – I was there!

One of the sad facts of being an exile – very few opportunities to see the team you love and cherish.

This poem more personal than most, because I was there, with family, including sons, godson, brother & brother-in-law.

My thanks to two wonderful sets of fans who gave it socks up in the Itchen stand.
** intended pun in the poem

I come from a generation when we’d fear a breakout of violence, whether home or away.

The language is still coarse, of course, but that underlying threat is very much abated.
To the extent that beneath the bared teeth and bitter baiting, there was an undercurrent of humour and respect between the Saints and the Champions of Europe (we’ll sing it til May!)

My thanks to the stewards, who made no attempt to get either sets of fans to sit down – so we stood all match long – I’m convinced that helped with the atmosphere. Fortunately, my 10 year old son was still able to view the match in comfort.
I’m sure my brother represented some fans of the ilk “I paid good money for a seat……” (– he didn’t, it was a birthday present!)

Wearing the wrong colours? I wore a red t-shirt underneath my coat just to camouflage myself amongst the Saints fans. Little realising how close I’d be to my brethren.

Astonished by the noise? I haven’t been to many games live in the last decade, but those that I have been to, have been slightly disappointing in terms of atmosphere, compared to my memories of growing up in and around The Shed!

Contentious substitution? Oscar, Chelsea’s biggest threat, subbed off for the other useless Benny – Benayoun. *

One thing was certain – we all witnessed the natural successor to the Cashley / Baines England left back spot – and it’s not Ryan Bertrand.
Hopefully the successor to Ashley Cole at both Chelsea and England will be Luke Shaw – just as impressive in the flesh as he has appeared on tv lately.

And to round off the day – outside the ground, the boys were able to get an autograph – that of Artur Boruc (leaving ahead of the pack – he was substituted at half time, feeling dizzy). Pity, as his replacement Kelvin Davies made a brilliant save from a mis-hit shot.

No sour grapes – better team won on the day – but hey……

this is football…….

I was disappointed in the MotD highlights later, that didn’t show two major plays: Torres had a goal ruled offside, or so we thought, though it didn’t look offside – the newspapers the next day said handball – but it wasn’t obvious, it was certainly worth a highlight review – as was a stonewall penalty not given, Hazard wriggled his way into the box and was bodily blocked.

Typical true fan – couldn’t let it lie 😉

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