There’s Nuffink Like An Atmosphere!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I recall a triffic atmosphere
Intense, surreal and funny?
But that atmosphere is no longer here
Now we’ve all come into money

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Terrace wags who made you laugh
No matter what the score
But now we’ve got to win at all costs
Fings ain’t funny any more

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Nostalgic days seem far away
When we queued in crowded streets
And the terraces were a heaving mass
Devoid of plastic seats?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Come back Frankie Blunstone
Come back Jimmy Greaves
Once bitten by the football bug
The passion never leaves

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Me head is still there in the Shed
With me dreams and all me hopes
That one day we might win the cup
That we might just go for broke

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 As we watched the games of yesteryear
With our idols from the pub
Did we ever think, or ever fear
That our team weren’t good enough?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 At least the boys were trying
In those far off halcyon days
When the atmosphere got you going, here (in yer heart)
As you watched yer idols play

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Ain’t it funny how we hanker
For old stadiums and stars?
Not many modern fans will thank yer,
But fings were better then by far

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 When we stood in crowded ancient grounds
Fit to burst with hope and glee
Prayed to God that we could turn it round
Then home to Hovis for our tea!

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 We used to go to ‘the football’
We shouted, cheered and sang out loud
But now it’s kinda pitifull
In an atmosphere-less crowd!


Ah the atmosphere, we used to have that at all grounds once upon a time!

If you get excited and get up out of your cheap plastic seat with the sheer abandonent of it all, these days, there’s a pretty good chance that some ‘herbert’ is writing yer seat number down, to send you a written warning, failing that, they’ll probably chuck you out of the stadium! For doing what comes naturally at the ground, the home of yer idols, getting right in to it!



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/theres-nuffink-like-an-atmosphere/