When It All Goes North.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Re-run that dancing programme
The one that I despise
Anything’s better than Lawro and Hansen
Lauding over our demise.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Tried watching Spanish football
In The Bernabeau they were singing
Anythings better than the facts in full
How it all went North at Wigan.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Our living room is deathly quiet
“Kev, not watching Match of the Day?”
To which I bite my tongue to keep inside
The words I wanna say.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Sunday lunch is cancelled
By the vultures in the press
With reporting on the scandal
Aimed at causing more distress.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Lunchtime pubs sit silent
As funereal pints are sunk
Come Monday morn we’ll realize
Proud record held is gone.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I’ll clean the winders, walk the dog
Or go up to bed and sleep
Coz if I have to hear how it all went wrong
Once more, I honestly think I’ll weep.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Next match we’re off to Cyprus
To get our season back on track
Right now it seems for a lot of us
Our week-end off’s turned dismal black!



Leonard Cohen and Morrissey are on the CD as I write this to exemplify the mood. The end of my world is nigh, I’m surely doomed. Our 100% winning home and away start to the season has just been blown away by Wigan, so congrats and good luck go to Martinez and his team as they made us look very ordinary, whilst in the process of turning us over.

A throughly dejected West Londoner…..for the time being at least.



Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/when-it-all-goes-north/