The Cup That Cheers

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Chasetown, little Chasetown you’ve re-kindled
My faith in the magic of the Cup. A team from
Nowhere to the rest of the world – and now in
The Third Round, thanks to a keepers’ heroics
And that late, late winner. So it’s onto the stars,
Or Cardiff City at least. The Scholars of Staffs
Will host Fowler, Hasslebaink, Ridsdale and co.
No better scalps for these plucky minnows, now
Supported by fans from the West Mids’ finest –
Even Walsall, just ten miles hence. So play up,
Charlies’ Angels – enjoy your limelight time, and
Who knows what might be when January comes…
A snowy ground, the frosty air and an odd bounce
Or two is all you need – unlikely, yes; impossible, no.



Chasetown epitomise what the Cup used to be; we should all be rooting for them. Charlies’ Angels refers to their inspirational boss Charlie Blakemore – his team talks are legendary, and they work !

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-cup-that-cheers/