Good old FIFA
Are getting very fat
With a fee for this
And a fee for that
If the 60s was the decade of dreams
Then the 1970’s was the decade of nightmares
It was the decade when
The German hex over England began
As in the heat of Mexico, in 1970
They knocked us out of the World Cup,
And it all went downhill from there
The defeat to Germany
Was to be England’s last appearance
In the World Cup Finals for 12 years.
The following year saw Arsenal,
The team we all love to hate,
Do the League and cup double.
1972 saw me enter the work place
And I’ve been there ever since, but I’m not bitter.
1973 was a mixed year
Manchester United were relegated to division 2,
The Washington Redskins lost in the Superbowl
And a significant other entered my life.
1974 United won promotion as champions
But Liverpool won the FA Cup and they blossomed
Into a force that would dominate for years to come.
The following year Liverpool won the league title
In 1976 Southampton beat United in the cup final,
All the worse as my future father in law was a saint’s
fan
The high point of the decade came in 77 when
United won the FA Cup, beating Liverpool 2-1
Normal service resumed for 1978
As I discovered there was more to girls
Than holding hands and stealing kisses.
And that they very definitely weren’t,
All sugar and spice and all thing nice
My significant other left me for an accountant,
Who supported Luton Town,
And to add insult onto injury was ginger
1979 United lost in the Cup Final to Arsenal
And so ended the decade of disappointments
When the only thing naffer than the music
Were the 70’s fashions
The decade that didn’t even have style
Or a decent musical accompaniment
The 70’s when dreams turned to nightmares
The dour Scot lost the first two sets
And the outcome looked
a pretty safe bet
But the plucky Brit
fought back to level
Only for the Scot to
return in the final set
It’s true that they
certainly have their detractors
But I have always
thought British players
Make truly world-class
tennis commentators
We were rubbish in South Africa
But we should stop the
whining
For no matter how black
the cloud
There is always a
silver lining
We were rubbish in
South Africa
And we get no second
chance
But at least we can
safely say
That we were not as
bad as France
Are you wearing Olympic suits?
Well, you’re looking
very smart
You’re Essex lads,
aren’t you?
I bet you can’t wait
for it to start
You will show to the
world at large
That you have good
hearts
When you’re lighting
the torches
Show us you possess
some smarts
For I hope there is
more to you
When the 2012 Olympiad
starts
Than dropping your
tailored trousers
And lighting up your
farts
When she suggested
A game of all fours
I thought that meant
Getting into her
drawers
But no, I was wrong
Which is a shame
It turns out “all
fours”
Is just a card game
I was only five, when in 1960
The Beatles hit the scene
And the following year
JFK took office as President
In 1962 a very significant appointment,
That of Alf Ramsey as England Manager,
Who brought us the Wingless Wonders.
The reborn Manchester United
Rising phoenix like from the ashes of Munich
Won the FA Cup in 1963.
In 1964 I held hands with Carole Duffy,
A very wonderful event at the time,
1965 saw United win the League title
And the mini skirt first appeared
The latter was less significant when I was 10
Then in 66 England won the world cup
(And yes, the ball did cross the line)
United won the League again the following year
And then fulfilling the dream,
So cruelly crushed 10 years before,
Manchester United won the European cup in 1968.
1969 was famously the year
That Linda McMahon first kissed me
Oh, and Neil Armstrong walked on the moon.
For me it was a decade of dreams coming true
A time when I thought life just couldn’t get any
better
And I was right, because then came the 70s
Elin was asked what she and Tiger were doing
Out and about in the
early hours of the morning
She said she couldn’t
answer for Tiger
But for herself she
was out clubbing
“We are disappointed with the draw
Against this piss poor
team today”
“We consider it two
points dropped”
Said a spokesman of
the Algerian FA
Outside a football ground in London
At Craven Cottage, the
home of Fulham
Stands a statue of
Wacko Jacko
Why is it there? I
don’t know
What is he doing in
West London eh?
Is it because when
Fulham play
They are not all black
or all white
Not unlike Jackson
himself, is that right?
Or is it just that Al
Fayed my old lad
You are really barking
mad
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