On the straw behind the goal.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I watched the match
when i was a lad lying on straw behind the goal
Envied the people in the stands
But i did not mind the cold.
All those winter Saturday mornings
When North East winds would blow
I would turn up at St James’s Park
And help to shift the snow.
Now i sit high up in the Gallowgate end
A glass roof above my head
In our ultra modern stadium, but I feel it must be said
That i saw, Milburn, Mitchell, Robledo
Names etched upon my soul
Watching the match when I was a lad
Lying on the straw behind the goal.


This poem takes me back to my happiest days watching Newcastle Utd who i have supported for well over half a century.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/on-the-straw-behind-the-goal/