Thursday, October 05, 2006

National Poets Day: An ode to Sir Alex Ferguson..

Alex Ferguson was his name,
ship building and toolmaking was his game.

From the tough streets of Govan in Clydeside,
did the Ferguson family clan reside.

Cathy was his first love and the apple of his eye,
but he also loved his football, och aye.

His first professional club was Queens Park,
who played at mighty Hampden Park.

St Johnstone was his next destination,
he signed as an amateur, such was his desperation.

What followed next was the blood rush of adrenaline,
with a hat full of goals for the club Dunfermline.

Back to Hampden this time with the old firm,
playing for Rangers was his next star turn.

As night follows day, down follows up,
he played for Falkirk he was down on his luck.

It all ended at Ayr United,
after 432 games and 222 goals his playing days ended.

East Stirlingshire of Firs Park,
is where he started in the management lark.

Then it was St Mirren of Love Street,
where he next wet his feet.

Next stop Pittodorie and Aberdeen,
where he built his all conquering Scottish red machine.

Finally to Manchester and the kingdom of heaven,
where the fans loved Fergie and the gods wear seven.

The treble of 1999 will live long in the memory of men,
they do still say it'll never be done again.

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