Carrow Road, St Stephens Day.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 To Carrow Road we vowed to go
One cold St Stephens morning
The trains were running Sunday times
So we had to heed that warning

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Fans full up with Christmas pud
Had ventured out to cheer the boys
Kids left indoors all understood
“Just play with yer new toys”

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 At Liverpool Street, us blues did meet
To make the trip to Norfolk
Where Canary’s team in yellow and green
Were out to cause an upset

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 All talk was of the holiday
How many games to play
How many morning games at home
How far to go away?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Were you going up to Sunderland
Were you travelling up to Wolves
What about midweek to Coventry
Could you bunk a day off school?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Would Osgood lead the forward line
Would The Cat be there in goal
Would the taste of victory be fine
Would we win it at a stroll?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 As the home crowd cheered Canaries on
It was riveting, thrilling stuff
But blue boys got amongst them though
To show them they were tough

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Them Canary boys were up for it
The game was getting fractious
When The Cat had to be stretcherd off
Us Blues were getting anxious

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Webby pulled green jersey on
And stood tall between the sticks
Osgood bagged a brace of goals
A header and a chip

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 All the way to Norfolk
To see two goals like that
The talk was of nothing but the maestro
The whole homebound journey back

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 The honours ended even
At Carrow Road that day
On the feast day of St Stephen
With a hard earned draw away!


As both of my parents are Irish, I was bought up to believe that the feast of St Stephens Day (Boxing Day) is so much more exciting than Christmas day itself! Massive family party’s, a trip to the match, two if you were lucky, then back to the house for a hooley till the early hours!

As a football fan it used to be a great day, it was quite common to see a game in the morning with an early kick -off then shoot off quickly to catch another match in the afternoon!

The poem loosely reflects back to the days of Osgood (r.i.p), Bonetti, Hollins and Hudson. The Cat (Bonetti) was carried off in this game and David Webb went in goal. This was probably, in the days, before any substitutes were used, as well, thinking back.



Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/carrow-road-st-stephens-day/