DERRYN HINCH SIGNS FOR PARRAMATTA

Today Brett Finch signed to play the next two seasons for Parramatta (21/7/06)Brett although in general is a fine player(playing this season at Eastern Suburbs Roosters) he comes with baggage,and in signing him the division on the Parramatta Forum is obvious.Some want him.some don't--me? well I'll reserve judgement until after he starts to play.
Derryn Hinch is a 60 year old T V personality of the Current Affairs variety--they call him the" human headline"--always looking for the headline, he came out and accused well loved Australian funnyman Graham Kennedy of dying of aids--he became hated amongst the Australian people--and his career once again (repeat offender) plummeted as a result.He once on a subject on his show--said "shame,shame shame"incase you wonder where the line came from. Derryn Hinch is now confined to doing "Bran Flake" ads for Kellogs on T V and a local radio show .I guess if you were a little deaf,and a little senile,Brett Finch and Derryn Hinch could be confused.
The two characters in this poem do bare the names of two of my relatives--who are of mature years.He is a Parramatta fan--and she probably doesn't listen to a word he says--but thats where the poetry takes over.They are both lovely people--I just borrow their names in

DERRYN HINCH SIGNS FOR PARRAMATTA

OLD UNCLE JOHN,HAD ALWAYS GONE FOR EELS
THROUGH THE GOOD TIMES AND THE TOUGH.
WHILE,AUNT PATSY DIDN'T UNDERSTAND
AND COULDN'T GIVE A STUFF.
AS HE SAT OUT ON THE PATIO
READING PAPER IN HIS CHAIR,
HE SHOUTED TO HIS LOVING WIFE
"OI! QUICK,GET OVER HERE."
"WHATS THE MATTER SWEETHEART?
DID YOUR BACK NERVE GIVE A PINCH?"
"NO,YOU SILLY BUGGER,"HE SAID,
"THE EELS SIGNED DERRYN HYNCH."

"OH THATS NICE," SAID PATSY,
NOT HEARING WHAT HE SAID,
TRUTH KNOWN,SHE'S BARELY LISTENED
SINCE THE DAY THEY FIRST GOT WED.
"WHAT GOOD IS BLOODY DERRYN HINCH?
HE'S MUCH TOO OLD TO PLAY
BESIDES,HE COMES FROM MELBOURNE,
WOULDN'T KNOW OUR GAME,NO WAY.
WE LET JOHNNY MORRIS GO TO WESTS,
AND DEAN WIDDERS HEADING SOUTH.
AND ALL WE GETS IN RETURN
IS THE HUMAN HEADLINE MOUTH."

"THEY SAID HE PLAYED FOR ROOSTERS,
ON THE CONTINOUS CALL TEAM,
AND,THEY SAY WE'VE SIGNED HIM FOR TWO YEARS,
YEAH-----IN YER BLOODY DREAM.
I'M GOING TO RING UP DENNIS,
I'LL GET IN HIS EAR,
SIGNING BLOODY DERRYN HINCH,
I'LL GIVE HIM WHAT,NO FEAR.
HEY DENNIS,IS THAT YOU ?
WHATS YOUR BLOODY GAME,
SIGNING UP THIS DERRYN HINCH,
DENNIS--SHAME ,SHAME---AND SHAME.

"WHAT ?---WHAT ?---WHAT ?,
PATSY,I CAN'T HEAR WHAT HE'S SAYING.
SPEAK UP DENNIS-----SPEAK UP,
WHERE WILL HINCH BE PLAYING?
WHAT ?---WHAT ?---WHAT ?
DENNIS,YOU'LL HAVE TO SHOUT MATE,
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE SIGNED HIM
BESIDE TIMMIE AT FIVE-EIGHTH?
WELL,THAT'LL DO ME DENNIS,
I'M HANGING UP ON YOU.
SIGNING BLOODY DERRYN HINCH,
YEAH----AND UP YOU TOO."

"WHATS THE MATTER PET?" SAID PAT,
SEEING OLD JOHN HAD GOT UPSET.
SHE ALWAYS KNEW WHEN THIS OCCURED,
BECAUSE HIS SEAT GOT WET.
"AFTER ALL THESE YEARS,"HE MUTTERED,
"AFTER ALL THAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH,
SIGNING BLOODY DERRYN HINCH,
YES,I'M UPSET,ITS TRUE."
"OH WELL,PAY NO MIND ,"SAID PATSY
LOOKING UP FROM DOING SEWING,
"PERHAPS IF DERRYN BRINGS BRAN FLAKES,
THAT'LL GET PARRAMATTA GOING."

FROM SMITH,TO SMITH TO SMITH BY SMITH

Parramatta seem to have so many players and officials by the name of Smith.Lastweek Tim Smith got injured,he's replaced this week bt Jeremy Smith.Brian Smith was sacked as coach and not to mention the good up and coming Ben Smith who has just returned from injury---just too many Smiths--well Brian has gone,and just this past week Jeremy Smith has signed to play for South Sydney next season. -----and I'd like to take credit for it--as a poet having so many Smiths was making writing poetry difficult ,and boring--so some of them had to go.

FROM SMITH TO SMITH,TO SMITH BY SMITH

I SPOKE TO DENNIS THE OTHER DAY
AND,I'M AFRAID WE HAD A TIFF.
I SAID "THERE IS ONLY SO MANY WORDS,
I CAN GET TO RHYME WITH SMITH."
HE SAID TO ME "NO WORRIES MATE,
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO,
I'LL DO YOU A FAVOUR
AND GET RID OF A FEW."

WELL.I GAVE DENNIS MY THANKS,
AND THEN WENT ABOUT MY DAY,
AND NOW I READ THAT SOME OF THEM
WILL SOON BE ON THEIR WAY.
BUT DENNIS,I GIVE YOU FAIR WARNING
THE POET WILL PISSOFSKI
IF I READ IN TOMORROWS PAPER
YOU SIGNED CLINTON SHIFCOSKI.

FOI FOI MOI MOI,
THAT WAS HARD ENOUGH
TIMANA TAHU TOO "YAHOO"
WAS ALSO PRETTY TOUGH.
BUT ,SMITH TO SMITH,AND ON TO SMITH
WAS GETTING BLOODY BORING
SOME OF MY READERS NODDING OFF
I COULD HEAR THE BUGGERS SNORING.

BUT.WE WISH OUR SMITHS ALL THE BEST
IN WHATEVER THEY SHOULD DO.
GO FORWARD WITH OUR BLESSING
AND GOOD LUCK TO YOU TOO.
BUT IF YOU HAPPEN TO COME BACK,
PLAY AGAINST US NOW BE TOLD.
EXPECT NO LOVE OR FAVOUR,
NOW YOU'RE NOT IN BLUE AND GOLD.

FITZIE-------SIGN THE DUCK

Usually around this time of year,there is a flurry of signings for the next season.This season it seems to be one way traffic,everyone seems to be leaving Parramatta.It started with our coach Brian Smith getting sacked before the season even started,for some unexplained reason he was given the whole season's notice.Needless to say morale was down--the team were losing,playing up and the coach walked mid-season.The odd thing is,he signed to coach Newcastle Knights next season--so who did we sign to be our coach next season ? Michael Hagan--and who is he coaching this season ? you got it --Newcastle Knights.Meanwhile the peoples choice Jason Taylor who was assistant coach to Brian Smith is looking after the team for the rest of the season,but he has signed to go to Souths next season--and a steady flow of players are leaving the club.---To the point ?--ok last week at the Parramatta game a duck waddled onto the pitch.In Sydney on home game day,we play three grades all on the same day Flegg(junior players) The Premier League (used to be the reserves) and The Ist team playing in the NRL (National Rugby League.--anyway the duck came on halfway through the first game--and managed to avoid all the action for the next two and a half games--and Parramatta won all three grades-also on this night the great Newcastle player Andrew (Joey)Johns only needed four points to become the all time NRL point scoring record----------so obviously the call to Denis Fitzgerald who is the long serving C E O of The Parramatta Club was---------------------

FITZIE------------SIGN THE DUCK

SIGN THE DUCK UP FITZIE,
FOR GODS SAKE SIGN THE DUCK,
HE PLAYED ALL THREE GRADES ON SATURDAY
AND PARRA RAN AMOK.

WHEN FLEGG COACH BROUGHT HIM ON HALFTIME,
AGAINST UN-BEATED KNIGHTS,
WE COULDN'T PUT A FOOT WRONG,
ALL WE DID WAS RIGHT.
AND THE PREMIER PLAYERS LOVED HIM,
WITHOU AN OUNCE OF LUCK,
THEY RAN OUT WINNERS THIRTY--TWELVE.
FITZIE,----SIGN THE BLOODY DUCK.

AND WHEN FIRST GRADE TOOK THE FIELD,
THE DUCK,WITHOUT A QUACK
SETTLED IN BEHIND MCKINNON,
PLAYING FULL-FULLBACK.
HE CONTROLLED THINGS FROM THE REAR,
TELLING WADE,WHEN TO RUN AND STOP.
HE LET YOUNG TIM KNOW WHEN TO KICK,
KEEPING JOEY ON THE HOP.
AND WHEN TEN NIL UP, THE KNIGHTS HIT BACK
STILL WE WASN'T STUCK,
WITH QUACKERS GUIDES,TWO MORE TRIES
FITZIE -----WILL YOU SIGN THE FRIGGIN DUCK?

WE COULD HEAR HIM FROM THE GRANDSTAND,
EACH AND EVERY QUACK,
TAKING OVER BEING CAPTAIN
GIVING NATHAN C THE SACK.
AND WHEN TIM BROKE HIS COLLAR BONE
WHEN,TO THE PAIN HE HAD TO YIELD,
THE DUCK TOOK CONTROL OF THE GAME
AND MOVED HIMSELF UP-FIELD.
"QUACK,KICK IT NOW JOHNNY MORRIS,
QUACK,QUACK,PASS IT WIDE AGAIN,
QUACK QUACK QUACK,A LONG BALL
TO A FLYING JARRYD HAYNE

AND PARRA CRUSHED NEWCASTLE KNIGHTS
FORTY-SIX TO TWELVE,
AND JOEY GOT HIS FOUR POINTS,
ON THIS I NOW SHALL DELVE.
THE NIGHT WAS BUILT FOR JOEY JOHNS,
TO SEE HIM,J T'S RECORD BREAK,
BUT WE SAW THE LIVING LEGEND
THE BIGGEST SIDE-STEP TAKE.
WAS IT THAT HIS TEAM LOST,
THAT MADE HIM,HIS TANTRUM CHUCK,
OR WAS IT,HE WAS MADE TO LOOK A GOOSE
BY THE PARRAMATTA DUCK?

FITZIE--------FOR GODS SAKE----SIGN THE BLOODY DUCK

THE PARRAMATTA BEER SQUAD

It happens in every team no matter what the code of football.Young blokes taken out of school,paid mega bucks and we all decide they should be role models.That is bullshit.They play football--being the ideal son-in-law is not part of the deal.Especially if we show them no examples.They train a few hours a day,and then have the rest of the day with a pocket full of money ,with nothing but trouble to get into.
You would also think, listening to the old timers that this is new "it didn't use to happen back in the days that I played" bullshit again.Tim Smith,Eric (the Guru) Grothe,Mark (piggy) Ridell,Nathan Cayless,Jarryd Hayne are all Parramatta players this season that have fallen foul of "the morality brigade"--drink,women,late nights-sleeping in,all things that have been invented in the past few years----------you'd think.Nathan (Hindy)Hindmarsh is one of the Parramatta players that seems to have kept his nose clean--so far.But give it time--someone will find something to taint his reputation with sooner or later.

THE PARRAMATTA BEER-SQUAD

WE DON'T HAVE SILLY POM-POMS
AND WE DON'T WEAR SKIMPY SKIRTS,
WE'RE THE PARRAMATTA BEER SQUAD
AND WE WEAR FOOTY SHIRTS.

"LINE EM UP" SAID PIGGY
TIM SAID "I'LL HAVE SOME AS WELL,
WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN TRAINING,
AH BUT WHAT THE HELL?
WE ALL PLAYED SHOCKING LAST WEEK,
ANOTHER BLOODY LOSS,
BUT HALF THE TEAM ARE MOVING ON,
SO BUGGER,WHO GIVES A TOSS?"

BRING THE BOYS HOME "HINDY"
THEY'VE BEEN ON THE GROG ALL NIGHT,
HAYNE'S BBEN BITING SHEILAS
AND NATE PUNCHED OUT THE LIGHT.
"HEY BOYS,WHERE'S THE GURU?"
THE BLUES SELECTORS SAID,
"HE'S HOME ALONE,CAN'T HEAR THE PHONE
AND STILL IN BLOODY BED."

OF COARSE THIS DIDN'T HAPPEN,
THEY SAY IN YEARS GONE BY,
"ALL WE DID IS WORK AND TRAIN,
AND TRY AND TRY AND TRY"
BUT,I DON'T THINK IT WAS DRINKING MILK,
IT MUST HAVE BEEN MORE THAN THAT.
THAT LEFT CHOOK RAPER NAKED,
EXCEPT THATS FOR THE HAT.

BUT,WE DON'T WAVE SILLY POM-POMS
AND,WE DON'T WEAR FRILLY SKIRTS,
WE'RE THE PARRAMATTA BEER SQUAD
AND WE WEAR FOOTY SHIRTS.

YOU DON'T SCARE US

Another Wisbech Town poem.Wisbech play in The Ridgeons League,a small league. The players are not paid very much, and the average gate is only around 250 people.I left Wisbech in 1970 and came to Australia in 1973,but I still hold them close to my heart.When I first started to support them they were in the Southern League (around 1964)gates were probably around 1500 in those days--so you can see we've fallen on hard times.But I still have a lot of fun with the Wisbech fans--and also with the fans of other clubs at our level.Teams in that competition also have "Eel" type names Wisbech are "The Fenmen" other club names include such names as "The Bloaters" "The Shrimpers" "The Trawler Boys" as you can see many of these teams are Coastal --explaining the fishy names.This was a poem written just before WTFC played against Lowestoft Town---"The Trawler Boys"

YOU DON'T SCARE US

YOU MAY HAVE BEAT "THE BLOATERS" TWICE,
AND THE SAME GOES FOR "THE GREENS"
BUT,WE'RE "THE MIGHTY FENMEN"
AND WE'VE SIGNED UP THREE MARINES.

BETWEEN "THE STICKS" IS ELVIS.
HE'S COLD,WITH A WOODEN HEART,
SO JUST FORGET ABOUT SCORING
BEFORE YOU EVEN START.
TO HIM.YOU'RE A BUNCH OF "HOUND-DOGS"
FULL OF SHAKE,RATTLE AND ROLL,
HE'S ALL SHOOK UP,HE'S LONESOME,
AND "THE KING OF BLOCK'N'GOAL"

WITH HANNIBAL LECTAR,AT CENTRE-HALF,
YOU'LL SEE THE FENMEN SUCCEED,
AND,MAY I SUGGEST YOUR FORWARDS
DON'T LET HIM SEE THEM BLEED,
LAST TIME WE SAW THAT HAPPEN,
IT WAS "THE SHRIMPERS" NUMBER NINE,
WE ALL SAW CLARET ON HIS NOSE,
AND HANNIBAL SAID "HE'S MINE"
HE TOOK OFF DOWN THE FOOTY FIELD
LIKE AN OLD MOD ON A SCOOTER,
HE LUNGED AT HIM , GRABBED HIM,
AND SANK HIS TEETH,RIGHT IN HIS HOOTER.

AT STRIKER,WE'VE GOT GEORGIE BUSH
"DOUBLE YA" TO HIS MATES,
AND FOLKS,HE'LL SHOOT AT ANYTHING,
SOON AS HE WALKS THROUGH THE GATES.
WE'LL WIND HIM UP,AND LET HIM GO,
YOUR DAY,HE'S SURE TO SPOIL.
ESPECIALLY,WITH OUR FANS,
BEHIND YOUR GOAL SHOUTING "OIL"

THEY CALL ME "MAD TONE FROM OZ"
AND "THE PARRAMATTA POET."
MY TEAMS HAVE FEAR FOR NOBODY
AND ITS TIME YOU LEARNT TO KNOW IT.
WITH THE EELS, FENMAN JOINING FORCE,
THERE IS NO PLACE TO HIDE.
WE ARE TEAMS HEADING TO THE TOP,
WITH OUR THREE MARINES ON SIDE.

A COLD WINTERS NIGHT IN CANBERA

This was one of my attempts to report on a Parramatta game in verse.It was a cold Australia winters night in Canberra,that Parramatta started a run of games that made us feel that all was not lost in this 2006 season.

A COLD WINTERS NIGHT IN CANBERRA

GOOD EVENING PARRAMATTA FANS,
FROM CANBERRA,SATURDAY NIGHT
TO WATCH OUR MIGHTY PARRA EELS
AGAINST THE RAIDERS FIGHT.
THE USUAL A.C.T WEATHER FOLKS
AND,I WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW IT,
I'M FREEZIN ME BLEEDIN NUTS OFF,
POOR PARRAMATTA POET.

OUR LADS ARE REALLY PUTTING IN
WHEN,EARLY IN THE GAME
A GOOD LONG PASS FROM TIMMY SMITH
AND IN WENT JARRYD HAYNE
CONVERSION BRETT DELANEY,
FOUR MINUTES ON,JOHNNY MORRISS DOES THE SAME,
BALL OUT WIDE TO THE WING
AND OUR JARRYD'S IN AGAIN.

WITH GOOD DEFENCE WE KEPT THEM OUT
AND,HALFTIME IS LOOMING NEAR.
RIGHT ON THE SIREN,WE LET ONE IN,
TEN-SIX,AND TIME FOR BEER.
AHEAD AT THE BREAK ONCE AGAIN,
WE'VE BEEN DOING IT ALL SEASON.
BUT,WE'LL KONK OUT,UN-FIT AND FAT
THEY SAY THAT IS THE REASON.

SECOND HALF JUST STARTED,
BARELY TIME TO TAKE MY SEAT,
WHEN TIM SLIPS THE BALL TO MORRISSON
WITH JUST THE BACKS TO BEAT.
A TWIST,A TURN,A SHIMMY
AND,HEAPS OF STRENGTH AND MIGHT,
HE PUTS OUR TEAM FURTHER AHEAD,
COULD THIS BE OUR NIGHT?

WE SHOULD HAVE SEWN IT UP FROM THERE
WITH TWO MORE TRIES,WE SURE WOULD.
BUT THAT SILLY BLOOMIN POMMIE REF
CALLED BOTH PASSES FORWARD.
AND.THE RAIDERS GOT ANOTHER ONE,
THAT ADDED TO THE PAIN.
THEY ONLY NEED TO GET ONE MORE
OH NO,HERE WE GO AGAIN.

BUT,WE DIDN'T,WE HUNG IN THERE,
WITH DETERMINATION RARELY SEEN.
AND PARRA WERE THE VICTORS
TWELVE POINTS TO EIGHTEEN.
SO FOLKS,THATS ALL FROM CANBERRA,
THE TEAM WE FINALLY BEAT,
SIGNING OFF "PARRAMATTA POET,
ARSE FROZEN TO THE SEAT."

ALL THERE,IN BLACK'N'WHITE

England have just totally butchered their World Cup run again.I think,in the 2006 finals,England played just 45 minutes of good football,the rest --total failure.They were finally put out of their misery by Portugal,in a Penalty shoot out.A pathetic let down.It wasn't always that way.This poem is a tribute to my childhood heros the 1966 World Cup winning team.I remeber it like it was,well,about 5 years ago--and thank goodness I do,memories have been few and far apart ever since.It was also a poem of hope (since lost)

"ALL THERE IN BLACK'N'WHITE"

LASTNIGHT,I HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM
IT SURELY WOKE ME UP.
WHEN I DREAMPT THAT MOTHER ENGLAND
HAD WON THE WORLD CUP.
IT WAS ALL SO REAL AND VIVID,
YOU COULD SWEAR,THAT I WERE THERE.
WHEN I SAW THE ENGLAND CAPTAIN
RAISE THE TROPHY IN THE AIR.

IN THE GROUPS,WE'D REALLY STARTED SLOW
FIRST,WAS NIL ALL DRAW,
BUT WE SCORED TWO IN THE NEXT ONE
AND,IN THE THIRD A COUPLE MORE.
SO THAT HAD PUT US TOP OF GROUP
AND,TO THE QUARTER FINALS FLEW.
IN THAT,THOUGH WE ONLY NETTED ONE
THEY GOT NONE--WE'RE THROUGH.

TO THE SEMI FINALS OFF WE WENT,
OUR JOB WAS THREE PARTS DONE
WE SLOTTED HOME TWO GOALS THAT DAY,
OUR FOES COULD GET BUT ONE.
THE FINAL,WE HAD MADE IT
WE WERE READY,WE WERE PUMPED,
BUT AFTER TWELVE WE LET ONE IN,
TO AN EARLY LEAD THEY'D JUMPED.

ON EIGHTEEN MINUTES,WE GOT IT BACK,
ON EIGHTY SEVEN,WE'D GONE AHEAD.
BUT,RIGHT ON NINETY,THEY EQUALISED,
NINETY-SEVEN THOUSAND FANS,STUNNED-DEAD.
IN EXTRA TIME OUR MEN MARCHED ON
THEY WERE TIRED,AND THEY WERE SORE,
BUT RULE BRITANIA RULED THE WAVES
WHEN THE HAMMER HIT TWO MORE

"WHAT?"

I SAID "AND THE HAMMER HIT TWO MORE"

AND NOBBY HELD THE CUP ON HIGH,
AND SKIPPED AS ROUND HE WENT.
THE SMILING FACE OF GEOFFREY HURST,
HIS HAT-TRICK HEAVEN SENT.
GORDON BANKS HAD KEPT THEM OUT,
RAY WILSON AND GEORGE COHEN,
BOBBY MOORE,JACK CHARLTON,MARTIN PETERS
WERE STARS THAT JUST KEPT GOIN'
ROGER HUNT,BOBBY CHARLTON,NOT FORGETTING ALAN BALL.
ELEVEN HERO'S ON THAT DAY
MADE ALF RAMSEY "KING OF ALL"

THE THIRTIETH JULY,NINETEEN SIXTY-SIX
A DATE THATS ETCHED IN STONE.
THAT IS UNTIL,SAME TIME THIS YEAR
WHEN THEY BRING THE TROPHY HOME.
WELL.I SUPPOSE THIS ALL EXPLAINS ONE THING,
THE MYSTERY OF THE NIGHT.
IT EXPLAINS TO ME THE REASON,
THIS DREAM,WAS HAD IN BLACK'N'WHITE

AS A SEASON ENDS

Wisbech Town F C a minor league team in England,are the second of my teams--and if the Wisbech readers gathered that Parramatta play in blue(and gold,but gold looks shocking in type) then the Parramatta readers will gather that WTFC play in red. As a season ends was written at the end of the 2005-06 season. We had a great season,coming third in our competition just missing out on promotion.Oh,and by the way Parramatta readers Wisbech play FOOTBALL (alas called soccer in Australia)

AS A SEASON ENDS

ITS TIME TO TAKE THE GOALPOSTS DOWN,
AND PUT AWAY THE NETS.
THE SEASON GONE,A MEMORY
OF ONE WE WON'T FORGET.
THE GAMES ARE ALL BUT OVER
AND THE GOALS ARE ALL BUT SCORED.
NO MORE MOANS AS WE LET ONE IN,
BUT WHEN WE GOT ONE HOW WE ROARED

NO,WE'RE NOT THE CHAMPIONS
BUT,WE'LL FIX THAT UP NEXT SEASON.
WE,WILL BE A TEAM TO BE FEARED
FOR ONE VER SIMPLE REASON.
WE'RE "THE MIGHTY FENMEN"
AND WE HAIL FROM WISBECH TOWN,
CALL US "PIKEYS "IF YOU WISH,
BUT IF YOU DO,YOU'RE GOING DOWN.

SO,THANKYOU FOR THE SEASON BOYS,
AND HURRY UP SEPTEMBER.
LETS ALL LOOK FORWARD TO THE NEXT,
BEING ANOTHER TO REMEMBER.
07-07 IS THE YEAR FOR US,
AT THE REINS WE HOPE IS CREASEY (Dick Creasey WTFC mngr)
AND WE WILL WIN THE RIDGEONS LEAGUE,
YEP,RECKON WILL BE EASY.

TILL WE MEET AGAIN NEXT SEASON LADS,
AS WE GO OUR SEPARATE WAYS.
LETS HOPE OUR PLAYERS ALL RETURN,
AND,THAT RICHARD CREASEY STAYS.
TO THE BOARD,LETS GIVE THEM ALL OUR THANKS,
FOR NONE,ARE SURELY KEENER.
ONWARD---FORWARD FENMEN,
TO "THE JACKIE G ARENA"

explanantion--WTFC are due to move to a new ground "any season now" --as yet un-named,my joke--Jackie Gallager is an old WTFC stalwart.

WHEN FUI BECOMES A LEGEND

The aim of this blog,is to support my third love-sport(my first love being wife and family,my second being the fact that I'm alive)I would watch two flies racing,babies boxing over a dummy,little old ladies fighting over a bingo game--I'll even watch Aussie Rules. Although writing poetry for 40 plus years,its normally love,life,war,save the whales,be nice to kids,don't chop down the trees and be nice to your mother stuff--of late I've been writing a lot of sport poetry especially re Parramatta Eels Wisbech Town,Australia and Eng(white)nd teams in the World Cup,
This first poem is one I wrote for the great Parramatta Forward Fui Fui Moi Moi (for my English readers its pronounced Foo ee Foo ee Moy Moy)Fui is a tough player that came to us from South Sydney a couple of years ago--a player that has spent a lot of his time suspended.But this season he seems to have knuckled down (in the nicest possible way) and is one of the form players so far.Like most places once a player becomes a "legend within their club,the club honours said player by naming parts of the club or ground after them.Names mentioned in this poem are obviously other Parramatta legends.

WHEN FUI,BECOMES A LEGEND.

WHEN FUI,BECOMES A LEGEND
WHAT WILL WE CALL HIS PLACE?
THIS PARRAMATTA POWER HOUSE
THAT SETS THE FRONT ROW PACE.
A MAN OF STEEL,AND GRITTED TEETH,
THOUGH,SOMETIMES MISUNDERSTOOD.
FREQUENTLY SUSPENDED
BUT WHEN HE'S NOT,HE'S BLOODY GOOD.

WE'VE GOT THE MICHAEL CRONIN STAND,
KEN THORNETT,HAS GOT ONE TOO.
STERLO AND KENNY HAVE THEIR HILLS
AND,PRICEYS LOUNGE,TO NAME A FEW.
SO,WHATS LEFT FOR OUR HERO?
WHAT STANDS TO BARE HIS NAME?
WHEN FUI LEADS US TO THE TOP
ONCE MORE TO RULE OUR GAME.

WHAT ABOUT,THE FUI FUI FOYER
AS WE ENTER FROM THE STREET?
WHERE WE COULD MEET OUR FRIENDS "HEAD HI"
YEP,THAT WOULD BE REAL NEAT.
OR,THE FUI FUI FOOD BAR,
SELLING PIES AND CHIPS AND MORE,
ALL COULD DROP IN TO THE PLACE
WHERE THE MEAT IS SERVED UP RAW.

ALL THE OLD GIRLS LOVE YOUNG FUI,
FROM THEIR SEATS I'VE HEARD THEM GIGGLE
AS THEY WATCH THIS FINE YOUNG SPECIMEN
I'VE WATCHED THEM SQUIRM AND WRIGGLE.
SO I'M SURE OUR OLDER LADIES
WOULD SHOUT AND SCREAM WITH JOY
IF HE WERE MADE OFFICIAL,PARRAMATTA
FUI FUI,--TOY BOY.

OR,WHAT ABOUT THAT PRAT THAT STANDS
ON THE FIELD,PRE-MATCH EACH GAME
WE,COULD GIVE THAT THING HE HOLDS IN HAND
OUR SPECIAL PLAYERS NAME.
I COULD SEE HIM THERE,MICK MARTIN
AND EACH TIME,WE'D HEAR HIM GROAN,
AND SHOUT THINGS WE DON'T UNDERSTAND
DOWN THE MOI MOI MOICROPHONE.

A TRIBUTE,TO THE GREAT FUI FUI MOI MOI PARRAMATTA SEASON 2006