Look at the state of you !

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Jumpers down for goalposts
Using a plastic ball
Playing out in all weather
Stopping play at nightfall.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 No replica kits on display
No gloves on our hands
No rings or earrings
No girlie Alice Bands.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 If you’re Jimmy Greaves
Then I’m Denis Law
The goalie Gordon Banks
Skilful one Bobby Moore.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Covered from head to toe in mud
Getting dark score, fifteen all
Cuts and bruises, no shin pads
Playing on with a punctured ball.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Greavsie nods home the winner
We’ll all be back again the next day
“Look at the state of you”, says mum
Dad smiles,that’s how he used to play.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 No computers, Dvd’s, or Playstations
Out from under your parents feet
Just a football and a few mates
Not hanging in gangs on the street.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Back then we didn’t have health and safety
And we weren’t ruled by a nanny state
We just had lots of fun playing soccer
Which to football mad lads was great !



Thought I would go back to when I was a lad, and I hope I got across the pleasure we had from just a simple kickabout.

Editor: And like Monty Python we didn’t know how lucky we were did we? Crispin

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/look-at-the-state-of-you/