Why do you love football by Candy Simpson . Why do you love football? What do you see in it? Why not watch another sport Like Rugby, Golf, or Cricket? . Well let me answer that my friend And put your mind at rest I love the beautiful game Because it’s simply the best . […]
From:- “The Goals of Bingo Boot” by Allan Ahlberg . His goals in life were modest though He had no wish to be Sir Bingo Boot of Camden Town Or Bingo O.B.E. He loved his wife and family His Kiddies, Joyce and Jim He never went to see the King The King came to see […]
from:- “The Goals of Bingo Boot” by Allan Ahlberg And so the years went flying by In liniment and sweat Life was a great high-scoring game An ever bulging net And Arsenal won the cup and league Six seasons on the trot All on account of Bingo Boot And his most amazing shot. . But […]
from:- “The Goals of Bingo Boot” And all the while in streets and parks On pitches large or small Without a proper pair of boots Sometimes without a ball! With tin cans in the clattering yard In weather cold or hot Young Bingo shimmied left and right And scored with every shot . His poor […]
The fans in the stand are silent You could hear the fall of a pin For the fabulous game just ended And the tale that’s about to begin. . From “The Goals of Billy Boot” by Allan Ahlberg (1937 – ) Saturday 3rd December 2016 Ryman Isthmian League Division 1 North Brightlingsea Regent 3 […]
The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee (From “The Destruction of Sennacherib” by Lord Byron 1815) Monday 3rd October 2016 […]
Each team would somehow pick itself No boys were left upon the shelf No substitutions, sulks or shame If you showed up, you got a game. . Not 2-3-5 or 4-2-4 But 2-8-12 or even more Six centre-forwards, five right wings Was just the normal run of things . Lined up then in such formations […]
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Lord George Gordon Byron (1788-1824) . . . Tuesday 4th March 2014 Chromasports & Trophies […]
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. William Wordsworth . . . Monday 22nd April 2013 Chromasport & Trophies United Counties League k.o.:- 7.45pm […]
This is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been. The first verse of “A Gleam of Sunshine” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) Tuesday 16th April 2013 Chromasports & Trophies United Counties League k.o.:- 7.45pm Premier Division […]
