The Mavericks

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 From Leeds Road to Prenton Park
And places in between he swaggered –
A craftsman amongst cloggers.
Worthy was a diamond, blessed with
Special genius. They called him Elvis,
King of the crowd-pleasers.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hot stuff Currie, found fame in
The Steel City as a razor-sharp Blade.
Blonde locks flowing, he bossed
Midfield with the fancy stuff.
A true master of his craft,
But for England all too briefly –
Pure quality was his trademark.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Red-booted Cockney kid, darling
Of the Highbury North Bankers.
Local lad Charlie clinched the Cup
With a rocket shot. Long-haired,
Long-faced lad about Town
Who left the Smoke for Derby,
And a frizzy footballer perm.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Deadly McKenzie; elusive, waif-like,
Twinkle-toed wonder who
Could spin through defences
With a shrug of the shoulders.
From Forest to Leeds and on to
Everton – a fleeting spirit in
The hurly-burly Seventies.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Laconic Mancunian with gold
In his boots, and flair to spare.
Court jester number 10 at the Bush,
He was Stanley – Pride of the Hoops.
The roguish chancer who liked a flutter;
Off the pitch…and into the bookies –
Winning matches, losing bets.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 QPRodney – a cocky demeanour,
That won games out of nothing.
Big Mal took him to City, but
Too many cooks – it didn’t work;
Went west to Sunshine Soccer, then
Back to Fulham – turning tricks
At the Cottage, with Best and Moore.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-mavericks/