Dario Terracotta
Player Valuation: £70m
Whatever your political views or thoughts on Michael Foot as a politician,this was a truly inspired poem, a couple of truly inspired lines with a nod to our neighbours,the last two lines in particularlol,I read this years ago in Dixie Deans autobiography,but thought it might be worth posting on here for any younger blues who may not of seen it
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Michael Foot, Liverpool Daily Post, 8 March 1935
When at Thy call my weary feet I turn
The gates of paradise are opened wide
At Goodison I know a man can learn
Rapture more rich than Anfield can provide.
In Coulter's skill and Geldard's subtle speed
I see displayed in all its matchless bounty
The power of which the heavens decreed
The fall of Sunderland and Derby County.
The hands of Sagar, Dixie's priceless head
Made smooth the path to Wembley till that day
When Bolton came. Now hopes are fled
And all is sunk in bottomless dismay.
And so I watch with heart and temper cool
God's lesser breed of men at Liverpool.


Michael Foot, Liverpool Daily Post, 8 March 1935
When at Thy call my weary feet I turn
The gates of paradise are opened wide
At Goodison I know a man can learn
Rapture more rich than Anfield can provide.
In Coulter's skill and Geldard's subtle speed
I see displayed in all its matchless bounty
The power of which the heavens decreed
The fall of Sunderland and Derby County.
The hands of Sagar, Dixie's priceless head
Made smooth the path to Wembley till that day
When Bolton came. Now hopes are fled
And all is sunk in bottomless dismay.
And so I watch with heart and temper cool
God's lesser breed of men at Liverpool.