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To Don Juan. From A Chelsea Supporter.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Most of them rarely glance backwards
When the chauffeur is loading their bags
Or take flight, on a slight at our gaffer or fans
In some down-market rarely read rag.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 So this letter is something of a rarity:
Honesty said straight from the heart,
Telling us with frankness and clarity
The pain a modest man feels as he parts.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 It’s drenched with regret
Like the kind us fans get
When we’ve won and we can’t leave the ground
On that wave of euphoria
We’d sit and re-live with the doors shut
If the owners would say it’s allowed.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The managers, kit-men, captains et al
Team-mates and real friends at our club
Don Juan repays them for great nights he recalls
In poignant prose bordering on love.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Our owner’s praised and left highly regarded
For the trust he bestowed on Don Juan
There’s no comment amiss, or even guarded
Toward Mourinho, for limited playtime this term.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 With The Show coming up
To be seen playing’s a must
If he wants to be considered for Spain
A star sat watching the game
Ain’t even catching the plane
Us fans know that, there’s no need to explain.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 For the mind-blowing night out in Munich
When at times it seemed all was lost
Or the times he excelled in our tunic
We’ll even forgive him that miss from the spot!

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 His admiration for us is un-questioned
He seems amazed by the greetings received
Those feelings are mutual, and we’ve learned a lesson
In real humility when receiving esteem.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 So it’s adios me shun
Your chosen journey goes on
We’ll meet again when the new season comes
Our hearts wont ever forget
The wonderful tribute you’ve penned
Or the impression you left on us Blues in West London.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Foot-note.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Last night our team entered Nirvana
Prior to practice on The Iron’s parked bus
Some uninformed fans shouted loudly: “Where’s Mata,
Is it true he’s no longer with us?”

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Notes

The above poem is inspired by the personal and touching letter of farewell written to the Chelsea fans by a departing Don Juan Mata. Which has set this often cynical punter to believe that both humility and a bit of caring might actually exist in our beloved game today?

A really nice touch from a right gent, who’ll be welcomed back with open arms by True Blues to The Bridge, here in West London when ever he returns.

Carefree……braised in Celery.

Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.

Peace.

Kev.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/to-don-juan-from-a-chelsea-supporter/?shared=email&msg=fail