This Sporting Life

Tuesday, 1 February 2022

THE REF BOOKED HIM

The ref booked him for

Taking his shirt off

As it’s against the rules

To take the refs shirt off

COMMENTATING ON EQUESTRIAN # 2

At his first equestrian event

And he thought he was seeing a mirage

All the horses looked effeminate

But it turned out to be the dressage

ANXIOUS CRICKET

I went to my doctor today with a rash

While suffering acute anxiety, because

Of a plan my Cricket team were hatching

I suspected they were about to drop me

Because my nickname was butterfingers

Its ok though as what I've got isn’t catching

THE TRANSFER WINDOW IS OPEN

The transfer window is open

Which is very exciting for fans like me

Especially when I’ve just heard

Foghorn Leghorn has signed for KFC

I’M A REALLY KEEN CRICKET FAN AND

I’m a really keen cricket fan and

This summer I’ve watched it everyday

But now it’s over and I have discovered

That my wife left me back in May

COMMENTATING ON EQUESTRIAN # 1

At his first equestrian event

And he thought he was seeing a mirage

The campest parade ring he’d ever seen

Turned out to be the dressage

CAR FOOTBALL IS A THING

Car Football is actually a thing

If not to everyone’s desire

Nonetheless the car was in

The dressing room, changing attire

If you are a City fan
Keep silent if you can
As you stand at Old Trafford
As silence falls in accord
Please don’t speak out
Please don’t scream or shout
Acknowledge the silence
For those who lived once
Don’t think about the “Babes”
Cold and dead in the carnage
If hatred in your heart and head
Stops you honouring United’s dead
Give your silence as a gift
In remembrance of Frank Swift

MANCHESTER UNITED DARKEST HOUR

Broken in he twisted wreckage

The victims of Munich’s winter carnage

Crashing in the snow and ice

There would have to be a fearful price

And when the bill was finally reckoned

Death’s reaper grimly beckoned

Towards the twenty-three poor souls

That appeared on his fearsome rolls

Young men cut down in their prime

Older ones who thought they’d more time

Were all taken from that grisly place

To feel the breath of heaven on their face

Taking the souls who died in the snow

To where the innocents and the heroes go

JIMMY MURPHY 6TH FEBRUARY 1958

In those brief moments,

Jimmy was happy,

On top of the world.

He had reached the pinnacle

Wales in the World Cup Finals

United in the European semis

Life was good

Life was very good indeed

Then the news came

Of a crash in the snow

And suddenly

Life wasn’t so good.

Information,

Patchy at first

Trickled in,

Not all reliable

Miss information

Spread like the plague,

Then the facts emerged

From amongst the fictions

So many dead

So many lost

And for the living

Life would never be the same

Jimmy blamed himself

For being so smug

For being so happy

For being alive

THE BUSBY BABES

The young lads played the game

The Busby Babes was their name

Though they played like magic

They embraced tragedy in Munich

Their plane crashing in the snow

The wreckage burning all aglow

Eight of their magnificent number

Would not see another summer