A Toast to The Trinity
At a table of dreams where legends convene,
Three giants of football, immortal, serene.
George Best, with flair like a brushstroke divine,
Bobby Charlton, the heartbeat, steadfast and fine.
Denis Law, a predator, sharp and supreme,
Together they dine, the stars of a team.
The candlelight flickers, a soft, golden hue,
Reflecting the glories each warrior once knew.
The league was their stage, the cups their delight,
The goals they amassed, a feast for the night.
Over 600 strikes in the annals of lore,
Each net rippled tells of the battles they bore.
George sips his wine, his grin devilish wide,
Recalling his dribbles, defenders cast aside.
“The game was my canvas, I painted it free,
A rebel, a maestro, they’ll never cage me.”
Bobby nods gently, his manner still pure,
“We played for the badge, for the people, for sure.
A World Cup I lifted, but I’d give it away,
For one more Stretford roar on a crisp Saturday.”
And Denis, the Lawman, his gaze sharp as steel,
Laughs at the memories that still make him feel.
“Goals were my currency, my trade on the pitch,
But glory was shared, no individual itch.
We were a unit, a family, a creed,
Born to fight, to rise, to lead.”
Their laughter fills echoes, the room seems alive,
The spirit of Old Trafford, forever survives.
Statues may stand, cold bronze in the rain,
But here at this table, their warmth will remain.
A trinity eternal, their stories endure,
In the hearts of the faithful, their legacy pure.
So raise a toast to these legends of old,
To their courage, their brilliance,
their hearts made of gold.
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11th January 2025 at 8:13 am
TO ADD THIS TO THIS POEM’S COMMENT:WELCOME BACK DAVID MOYES!!!
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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13th September 2024 at 6:14 pm
Welcome to Football Poets Beth
Great evocative poem Beth….
More please !
Haiku always welcome.
Hope we (FGR) get to play you again soon
Best
Crispin
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26th July 2024 at 6:25 pm
Great poem Mike Bartram. Eddie was a legend, affectionately known in Liverpool as, “the first hooligan.” Even the hoolies were well dressed in those days. The amazing thing was he was only 26 when that picture was taken. He’d played for Everton youth team and was well known to the players. He never got arrested. They threw him out and he climbed back in, just in time for Derek Temples winner.
I used the picture of him being tackled to the ground on the front cover of my book, “Once Upon a rhyme in Football.” It’s worth looking on youtube and finding the re-enactment of the Wembley scene. Frank Skinner and Baddiel went around to Eddies home in the 1990’s and acted it out on the green outside. It’s hilarious, especially all the effort they put in to get Eddie sober enough to shoot the scene.
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10th July 2024 at 6:07 pm
Hi Crispin,
I don’t know if you’ve see the picture in social media today…
a picture of a teenage Lionel Messi cradling a baby in Africa as part of a photoshoot…. the family had won a lottery to have their baby pictured with him….
the photographer has just revealed that the baby is actually in fact Lamine Yamal!!!!
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26th May 2024 at 2:30 pm
Hi Denys…
Re Man City:
OK it was 20 years ago but Criag Wilson did write this and a few others on them back in 04/05.
BTW I’m more Forest Green Rover since 2014 (and Chelsea) these days . I drum and am a standing season ticket holder.
Best
Crispin
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29th April 2024 at 2:47 pm
Hi Denys,
Yes Richard Williams you’re a brilliant wordsmith, my friend. When I first saw your football poetry I thought it was the superb Guardian sports and music writer. I once had the honour of sitting next to Richard Williams while at the Independent on the sports desk. He writes about music and sport with immense knowledge and authority. I’ve read a couple of Richard’s books recently. Great writer rather like you Richard Williams the Pompey fan. Congratulations on promotion.
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28th April 2024 at 5:59 pm
Thanks Denys. Yes your replay poem was superb.
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