Were you there?

Ode to Everton . When at Thy call my weary feet I turn The gates of paradise are opened wide At Goodison I know a man can learn Rapture more rich than Anfield can provide. In Coulter’s skill and Geldard’s subtle speed I see displayed in all its matchless bounty The power of which the […]

Soccer . When I hear the whistle It’s like a cannon Giving the signal for the game to start A war between warriors With a victory on their mind With the aim of bypassing the keeper, Getting the ball inside the goal The ball touching the net Setting off the crowd Hearing the screams From […]