I’m not the biggest football fan
I don’t have a season ticket
but if I see that ball on the penalty spot,
then I’m gonna run up and kick it.
I don’t have a season ticket,
going week-in week-out would be a chore,
so I watch most of the matches on telly,
and always tune in to Final Score.
There have been certain moments in football
looking back over the years and I find
that I’m quite over-come with nostalgia
and certain memories come to mind.
The FA Cup final used to be such a big deal
streets empty, everyone home watching the game,
I can still see the Wimbledon keeper saving the day,
but I just can’t remember his name.
My earliest footballing memory
was in my living room and not in the stands,
when England were playing Argentina,
and Diego knocked it in with his hand.
I remember the World Cup in Italy,
with everyone glued to the screen
and when Ireland beat Romania
it all felt like a wonderful dream.
There was one player who really was special
they called him Gazza rather than Paul,
the things he could do with the ball at his feet,
he was so much better than them all.
In Euro 22 the Lionesses roared
beating Germany two goals to one,
Lucy Bronze and the team brought home gold,
and finally England won.
But by far my favourite moment
in what they call the beautiful game
is the over-head kick by Pele
in that movie starring Michael Caine.