HARRY GREGG OBE - (27th October 1932 – 16th February 2020)
Go now Harry
Lay down your keepers’
gloves
You’ve earned your
rest
Our tower of strength
Straight backed
Rugged and dependable
Hero of Munich
Take your place
Among your equals
And be at peace
Your strong
Oft betrayed
By sadness in your
eyes
The sadness of
survival
So, go now Harry
And join the Babes
The band of brothers
You’ve missed so much
And take your place
Among immortals
At Old Trafford
In tragedies wake
In the eerie quiet
The terraces echoed
The mournful silence
And even the empty
Seats shed tears
For The busby babes
To my chest my hands I clasp
I deeply breathe, I
wheeze and gasp
My temples throb, my
mouth is dry
My heart beats fast,
I’m going to die
My voice has gone, my throat
is sore
My hands both shake, I
can take no more
I lay my head, upon my
knee
Now blow the whistle
Referee
When I first got into athletics
A hurdle scared me a
bit
But with dogged
perseverance
I managed to get over
it
I’m a very courageous
Sportsman, basically
As it takes a lot of
balls
To play Golf like me
Norbert Peter Stiles
18th May 1942 – 30th October 2020
Norbert Peter Stiles
Was his given name
A diminutive figure
But a giant in the game
Fearless on the pitch
Fearsome and ferocious
But away from the game
Gentle and humorous
I remember fondly
England’s greatest day
And I remember Nobby
At the end of play
With his spindly legs
And gap-toothed smile
Because no one danced
Like our Nobby Stiles
Exercise is a good thing
Pushing your body
physically
It can take many forms
I like cycling
particularly
I like golf and
swimming
I like long walks,
especially
When they are taken by
People who annoy me
Manchester United’s underground
Heating hasn’t been
restored
So they’re planning to
rename
The stadium Cold
Trafford
Tottenham Hotspurs emblem
Is a cockerel that the
fans don
And as the emblem is a
bird
The supporters egg
them on
A striker and a magician
Clearly have in common
An almost instinctive
ability
To do hat tricks
effectively
