The beautiful game - Fantastic

[erimus74]

My mate sent me this & IMHO its so, so true

The beautiful game

Rain sodden muddy pitches
Before money took over
With ridiculous riches

Working class folk
Stood on terrace and banks
A local lads dream
Was to come through the ranks

Jumpers for goalposts
You'd hear next goal wins
Goalie when needed
And it seriously begins

The maverick players
Always played with a smile
No diving for penalties
It just wasn't the style

Every Sunday in the park
Purely grass roots
Socks round the ankles
Dubbin on the boots

The famous magic sponge
Sliced orange at half time
To try and con the ref
Was still considered a crime

Before VAR
When we could celebrate a goal
Before the beautiful game
Had sold its soul

Kits were one to eleven
The cup final was the dream
We weren't glory hunters
We followed our local team

Now we sit in luxury
In stadia fit for a king
But we are told when to stand
And which songs we should sing

The champions league is fine
With all the glamour and glitz
But i'd prefer a pie and pint
Not afternoon tea at the ritz

Am I wearing rose tinted glasses
A dinosaur in all but name
I simply yearn for the good old days
When it was still the beautiful game

An absolutely brilliant piece