The Final Whistle Came Too Soon.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Clapham Common, Battersea Park
Or Strawberry Hill that time
We were Edwards, Blunstone, Charlton.R,
Yashin prancing along his line.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Our pitches weren’t the lush green fields
Telly showed us in black and white
But pink ashes as bloody scrapes revealed
When we washed them out at night.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Ah the day when we played the choir school,
With ten shirts of the strangest sorts
Whilst our posh opponents (who to be fair were cool)
Had creases ironed in football shorts.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Yet the nuns were really proud of us
When we won them first few games
We were lauded as if we’d won The Cup
Though we rarely tasted fame.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Then that day when you grabbed the jersey
When I couldn’t take the pain no more
In an act of kindness and both mercy
Was fourteen nought the eventual score?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Two pairs of Kick Off Continentals
Priced at thirty nine and six
How we swooned at them, d’you remember
Down at Freeman, Hardy and Willis?

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 The wonderful seven a side victory
Won from our snowballs chance in hell
When our names went down in local history
As a tale of fame we would love to tell.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Invincible? Yeah we thought we were
As two scruffy kids finally grew up
We often joked how we’d live for ever
Or us maybe winning The Catholic Cup?

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 So when I lay your ashes to rest in the ground
Yesterday morning prior to noon
It was strange my being there, with you not around
The final whistle came too soon!



Dedicated to the eternal memory of my late: class-mate, team-mate and beloved Uncle Steve.

Otherwise known as Christopher Steven Hayes.

Whose ashes were laid to rest beneath a beautiful rose bush on his birthday yesterday, here in London.
Goodnight Uncle Steve and may your God go with you.

Editor Note: Lovely poem Kev: made me think of old school matches and a classic shot of Robbie Coltrane outside the old Stamford Bridge in the 80s in ‘Nuns On The Run’!


Editor’s note:

sorry for your loss.

condolences to all your family.

from all your friends and readers here at Football Poets


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