1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 What was the referee thinking,
How could he make such a diabolical call?
Stevie Clarke held his tongue with real dignity
Though his boat showed a manager galled.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Our man was knocked down by the slightest of winds
Could have rolled off Old Father close by
So we’ve plundered two points off of Stevie Clarke’s team
To our manager’s shame and delight.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 These home records ain’t worth a tanner
If we’re winning those points underhand
I had hoped for the truth from our manager
On the point we had stolen as shammed.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Yet he comes on the telly ignoring the facts
Or the problems his team have right now
Talks about buying dinner, when / if our record is scratched
Clearly intent on provoking a row.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Truth is The Baggies were cheated
A truth the televised pictures present
And had our manager decided to agree with this?
What a point (sic) he’d have gained as a mensch!*



Jose son, I know you’re under a bit of pressure at the moment, but has it come down to this?

The Baggies were clearly robbed on Saturday afternoon, end of, to say or even infer anything other than that is just plain embarrassing, is it not?

And what the other stuff he referred to in the post match interview was about, only The Special One himself knows?

Carefree….. braised in Celery.

Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.



*Mensch. Yiddish word for a man of integrity and honour.

Editor’s note:
Not referred to so much anymore……
‘Old Father’ is Old Father Thames, an affectionate soubriquet.


Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/robbed/