Monday, February 6th, 2006
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Green on the pitch, crowded in the stands, cold on the seats.
The taste in my mouth, the taste of a cow.
Hearing, cheering and booing and singing alike.
The smell of victory in the air, so sweet.
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2nd August 2022 at 6:58 pm
Check out Bootle Bucks Inclusion in Liverpool, Set up by parents and grandparents to support kids who were being excluded from football at school. https://bootlebucksinclusionfc.co.uk/
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2nd August 2022 at 6:56 pm
Totally agree Crispin. Alex Scott summed it up beautifully to the ones who would not give the support when asked: “You had your chance & you missed the boat!”
2nd August 2022 at 1:18 pm
We can be heroes for ever and ever
What d’you say?
And this is for Lily Parr, Dik Kerr Ladies and all who played before.1915-1970 and the 1984 girls too..All those in the past 20 years .All heroes and their parents and guardians too for supporting them when the FA didn’t.
I agree with Chlesea’s Emma Hayes.Take it away from the FA for doing sweet FA. Old boys boardrooms again.
Football is for everyone and should be available for everyone in in all schools everywhere.Girls games. Boys games. Mixed games. Disabled games . Blind games.
25th July 2022 at 8:57 am
Thanks for your poem Emdad.
Interesting and forgotten tale. I also watched the Nevin documentary.
13th July 2022 at 9:02 am
I remember Tony Dorigo! Australian full back. Scored the only goal for Chelsea in the Full Members Cup Final v Middlesbrough in 1990 (had to check Google). By pure chance I had a ticket for the press box. Because of the status of the game no one else at the paper wanted it.
9th July 2022 at 5:52 pm
Hi Clik, merci buckets. Great poem, and I also learned what Coterminous was. For all these years I had it down as the name of a Greek midfield general from back in the day.
Yes Chelsea were a bit of a feeder club to Palace for a few years back in the early 70’s. Bobby Tambling and the great Paddy Mulligan were another couple who took the trek sarf of the river. Later on Mickey Droy, Colin Pates and Gary Cahill also joined our ranks.
Nowadays we seem to get all our loanees from Chelsea. They obviously don’t see us as a threat. The best of the lot of them was Conor Gallagher. We’re really going to miss him next season.
All the best , cheers.
8th July 2022 at 8:34 am
You had me going until I copped it!
So glad we got Charlie back from you, he steadied the ship when we had a bunch of youngsters coming through.
We also got Jerry MURFEE from you too!
And my claim to fame? I was good buddies with Vince Hilaire’s cousin.
3rd July 2022 at 9:36 pm
Thank you Sharon, same to you.
1st July 2022 at 8:53 pm
Good to see you are still writing your wonderful football poetry John. All the best.
30th June 2022 at 8:30 pm
Thank you Clik. Football like Christmas never fails to take us back along the corridors of childhood.