Best Man

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I had my pride, they had their prejudice
In between us, an historic abyss
I could cope with the sarcasm
But the truth of it, I couldn’t fathom
“You’re a girl, do you play in a dress?”
They muttered worse things under their breath
Football is described as a team game
But you never got picked if you were female
A closed shop where the boys were scared
Girls who liked football were ‘seriously weird’

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 One day, they were short in defence
And their ball had been punctured on a sharp fence
Usually they sang ‘she’s only got no balls’
But today I had one, and was standing tall
‘OK you can be in goal, just stand there
Just wave your arms when they come near
Don’t do anything stupid
Catch the ball and just get rid’

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 By half-time I’d made three world class saves
From their best strikers (all called Dave)
The opposition were getting rattled now
Called me names like ‘you silly cow’
“MOO” I yelled, everytime they attacked
‘You’re milking that tackle, get up off your back’

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 We won the game, kept a clean sheet
This was the first time that season we hadn’t been beat
There was one thing they knew for sure
Best man for the job is sometimes a ‘her’



There are loads of girls and womens teams now and it’s accepted that we do like to have the opportunity to play competitive football. In the ’70s, it was all very Gene Hunt but if you got a chance, you took it.
The boys eventually admitted, “you’re a good goalie…for a girl…”

Cheers guys…

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/best-man/