The End is Nigel

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We never took to you
We reserved judgement and tolerated
To respect the belief that the board generated

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 You were the son-in-law never good enough
For our beloved first born club
We gave you a chance but it would never be love

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Your face drawn in a geometry lesson
Considering your success from all angles
You’re a one hit wonder, no sign of progression

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 You scrub up well in your suit
Now we’d like you to clean the slate
Please swap your shiny shoes for the boot

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 It’s time to go
We cannot wait to say goodbye
There won’t be a wet eye in the house



Delia has turned. Instead of homecooked solid backing she has dished up Worthington a raw ultimatum – two matches to turn it round. Bring on the ‘or else’.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-end-is-nigel/