Up For Grabs

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Eleven ordinary men, dressed in simple scarlet
And white – colours of St. George, though the
Fans waved Union Jacks. Had those men known,
When the Trophy was won, what overkill would
Follow them in later years – once the nostalgia
Industry remembered Saturday June 30th, 1966.
Original sweat-stained shirts, winners’ medals,
The match programme, half time orange peel –
All up for grabs on the internet, and at auctions.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Forty years on, and the World Cup heroes sell
Their precious mementoes for a few extra quid,
Or sign glossy pictures at a big collectors’ fair.
Some were great players, other solid grafters
But they gelled as a team – their place in history
Assured on that far off day of days. It’s been a
Burden ever since, the win that Ramsey predicted –
Those modest, honourable lads in red so grateful
For being in the right place – at the right time.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/up-for-grabs/