• Do you remember old tales about football in the Fifties How your skill might spare you from going down the mines? How Jackie and Bobby would be out near the colliery Surrounded by Milburns and the rest of their tribe? How kids would spontaneously play in the backstreets With jumpers for goalposts, from morning till […]
  • A bird flew north over Italy Over Naples’ volcanic home Which worshipped Maradona in his prime Flew over Lazio and the Olimpico Climbed up its high ellipse Heading for the evening sun On her distant seven hills Then followed the Arno Sought out the delicate drooping flower of Fiorentina Wilting now A tangible absence So […]
  • Arriving at a certain age I chanced upon a Facebook Page A football follower’s delight Outclassing every other site: No views of Best or Ken Dalgleish Or Cruyff, for this was far more niche It specialised in retro sets Of photographs of football nets With sturdy bars and sturdy posts And sturdy stanchions in an […]
  • Too close to call still Some people think it’s over You know otherwise
  • This is the ballad of Derek Acorah, A footballing lad, and what is more, a Psychic who detected poltergeists (Yes, genuine spirits, not scurrying mice) He used to appear on Living TV Where his psychic shows brought fame and a fee On The Antiques Ghost Show he first made his name And seaside pier shows […]