The Phoenix club

In case you missed it here is the ode written in 2010

The Phoenix club

Sat in the stall, off the Rhiwdda Hall, I hollered and shouted for paper,
Like Merthyr Town , I had dropped three down, screaming blue Merthyr ...what a caper.

Out on a limb, left in the lurch, I looked for a less hollow way than praying in church
To get me out of my no win situation, stuck in a booth and the toolstation.

Pushed under the door, two soccer lot tickets,
better than nothing, much better than ricketts.

"better than newspaper,silk or a hankie!"
shouted the voice of one Leonard Sankey (Len me a pound)

"they cost ten pounds each per ticket per hit!
Help our community club and yourself out of the sh@t!"

Thanks to the board,I had a helping hand ,
who fought for our club at customs last Strand.

Circling the wagons, a tax from all sides,
these supporters direct, developed thick hides

In bringing the club back from the brink,
with red finances now back in the pink.

Working miracles with the team on the pitch,
Not one single moan or 'good Shephard bitch'

About bobbles, slope or outcrop style bumps ,
they carried the team forward without mumps,

In a league at the bottom of the footballing oceans,
To the first of many I hope promotions.

Pub league it was the teams showed their guts,
at places like Chard and Shrewton pitches with ruts,

Minibus driving goalies came unstuck,
As 'Brazilian feet 'Harris scored three and played hell.

With Duracell Clarke leading the way,
their much chard work was applauded ' fair play'

Uphill or downhill, Marcus and Scott
made sure their defence lost the plot.

Both wing wizards chipped in the cross,
Destined to land on the head of 'Ryan Pross'

C'mon midfield, shouted Willo to Taz (who did whine)
That cricket scoreboard does it go up to nine?

Ton up Steino, in box he did fall,
"penalty ref?" Carter did call,

"who'll take it?" "Perry'clean sheet'Joe"
"not him!"shouted Dorian "he went home half hour ago!"

"I'll take it, what the hell!"
Shouted Anthony 'red card'Hughes from the clubhouse with Belle

So the Phoenix club rises out of the ashes,
No longer Owing Money or other cashes,

Back on the up,out of the dark,
Returning home to Penydarren park.(return of the Mack)

So finally, some words of thanks
And a giant raspberry to the receiver and banks.

Football's a game....just a club...what's the fuss?
Merthyr town that's what martyrs to us.

The club owes a debt too deep to tell,
To the board, players and fans at Taff's Well.

I hope the initiated enjoy it.

Boz