Farewell to…. The Voice.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When it’s just after five of a Saturday
An those uninformed punters roll in
“East Fife 4, Forfar Athletic 3”
An a nonchalant voice will be missing.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Raith Rovers sounded important (they are)
Why he even made Arsenal sound cool
When checking a coupons points haul thus far
James dwelt on words as a poet might do?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Gathered round a car radio at weddings
Or a tranny to ear down the tube
James was our man, we believed everything he said
Without passion, he told us the truth.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Can anyone say; Hamilton Academicals
In that quaint way James has with words
Even Queen of The South with their biblical*
Connections, were treated like Tottenham Hotspur.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 When toshing a front-room of a Saturday*
If the lads played away in The North
James’s voice meant down tools for a tea-break
To listen avidly out for the score.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 So next time the poignant music begins playing
Of a Saturday when five-o-clock’s struck
Lets reminisce how James in his way on occasion
Nonchalantly told us our team had been stuffed!



I’ve done a couple of poems about this bloke, who is a real class act at the microphone and no mistake, both him and his quite wonderful reading voice will be really missed on the wireless come five-o-clock of a Saturday afternoon.

A Happy Retirement To You James. Go well.

*Queen of The South. The only British football team to get a mention in the Bible. Check out Luke 11:31.

Toshing, (if not carried out by a skilled tradesman) is a slang word for a Mickey Mouse D.I.Y effort at painting and decorating

Carefree…raised on Celery.

Go well, be lucky and keep smiling.



Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/farewell-to-the-voice/