|

The Day We Played the Choir School.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We drive “over the water” to Battersea Park
To play a football match on grass
We usually play on cinders
That’ll rip your knees and arse!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 There’s dressing room’s with showers and loos
We feel the excitement mounting
A lush green pitch with real goal nets
That’s there right next to the fountain!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I think between the eleven of us
We had seven pairs of boots
We watch the boys from the choir school
Arrive in immaculate grey suits

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Fair play to them though pretty posh
They mixed and had a chat
There was awe there that day in the dressing room
I’ll never forget that!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 We gather round our teacher
Who tells how we’ll play
The choir school had two trainers
Well, they would do wouldn’t they?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Anyway the kick off comes
And off we jolly well go
See how much you start to change
Around posh folks with lots of dough!

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 The match was fast and furious
They were pretty tough
We gave a good account of ourselves
We were made of quite stern stuff

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 The whistle blows to end the game
Both teams shake hands and trudge off
I don’t recall the score that day
I don’t think that we lost

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 We sit on the bench in the changing room
Getting changed and having banter
When in comes the priest from the choir school
With a massive wicker hamper

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 “Well played St Vincent’s, a well fought game
We hope you enjoy the food”
“Well thanks very much to you father”
To a priest you were never rude.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 We open up the hamper
We had never seen so much food
Christmas that year had come early for us
That summer in sixty-two.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Bottle’s of pop and sandwiches
Cakes and little pies
Some of us had never seen so much food
We couldn’t believe our eyes

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 The choir school boys and us tuck in
They turned out to be different class
Although well posh and from boarding school
They shared their food with us there on the grass!

14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 peace.

6

Notes

This was a great day, a lovely coach ride from Victoria Street to Battersea Park. A summer’s day playing football in the sun and to finish it off… laying out on the grass having your afternoon tea of cakes and lemonade. It’s never gonna get any better than this is it?

peace.

kev.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-day-we-played-the-choir-school/