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Whiffy Iffy

Julie Swinden

Tuesday, June 20th, 2006

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 What a day!
Late spring, May, THE last match,
The last match at Leeds road
The Cowshed would be no more
An army of blue and white
Would no longer shout
Uddy, uddy, uddy Uddersfield!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We were there, on that day
Coxy, Boober, Slater, Swiney and me
Despite the warning, when the final whistle blew
As one, we surged onto the pitch
Good natured, calling out to friends
Paul rushed off, and we lost sight
Too busy dancing, singing and laughing
He returned, his face aglow
“It were fantastic” he enthused
The collective listened with bated breath
“I just touched IFFY ONOURA’S ARMPIT!”

© Julie Swinded 2006

Notes

Iffy Onoura moved onto another team directly after this incident. The author is not aware if this is directly due to author’s brother touching Iffy’s armpit. This incident is more notorious for the burst of speech than for the actual touching incident.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/whiffy-iffy/