The One Game We All Wanted To Play In!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It’s the game with tackles flying in
Where the rules are by the by
A swollen ankle, busted shin
Who knows, a darkened eye?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 They’ve waited all year long for this
Revenge will taste so sweet
A Stepney hug or Glasgow kiss
Who cares which team gets beat?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 On the playing fields of England
Where fairness rules we’re told
Will this mingling of boys and men
Cause mayhem to unfold?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 At a corner kick will a rabbit punch
Cause sir to catch his breathe
Will a pupil in a tackle crunch
Like a grown up man possesed?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 This ain’t no Brian Glover*
This ain’t no sir’s the star
They’re used to playing rugger
Plus they’re bigger than we are

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 When half time comes
And teams turn round
Will tempers rise like tide

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 As dads and mums
At side of ground
Insult, laugh at, deride

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 As teachers get to grips with game
To show off silky skill
Will pupils get out zimmer frames
Suggesting “Sir’s over the hill”

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 When A and E be on alert
Will St John save the day
Will claret be on every shirt
After ninety minutes play?

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 When the whistle blows to end the play
And the hurt lie on the grass
Will the kids be strong and win the day
In the pupils versus staff?



This poem is loosely based on The Game of the season, as far as we were concerned.

Our sports master said that anything that went on in the staff versus pupils game, out on the pitch, was forgotten about once the final whistle went. Oh that’s alright then ain’t it…. sir!

They, the teachers, really put it about, as I remember, and it blimmin hurt.

But us kids gave out as good as we got and shook hands with them afterwards, and the result? Never really mattered, but I remember a real ding dong battle, the fact that most of the teachers were big strong rugby players at university gave them a bit of an edge as well.

A real crunch match as they say, and a really great day!



* From the classic football scene in the film “Kes”

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-one-game-we-all-wanted-to-play-in/