What’s The Fuss?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Poor old Andy Gray
He’s twinned with brontosaurus
Sacked for having his say

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 It’s just the way it is
Doesn’t matter to me
Whether you’re a Mister or a Mizz

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 It’s football, we like a bit of banter
We like to have a good old moan
It adds some fizz to our Fanta

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Shock horror, the lino is a she!
OMG The End is Nigh
It’s all too much for me!



My name is Sharon and I am a girl. There, I’ve said it.

Why the fuss? The likes of Andy Gray exist to satisfy the appetite for antiquated, chauvinist babble. Some people like it. Let them get on with it I say. Us grown-ups can decide who we listen to/what we watch. I go to all Norwich City home games and sit in a predominantly male crowd, I have been going since 1979 and my grandmother used to go to the The Nest in the 1920’s. Football is the game of the people and even women are people!.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/whats-the-fuss/