Alan Ball was in midfield
Bob Latchford my centre forward
And Gordon West in goal.
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I was an inside forward
A dashing, flashing super striker
Match winner and wonder player
Loved by all the Everton faithful.
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My name was Bobby
A real football player’s name
Every match was a chance to shine
And revel in fame and glory.
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Luckily I scored a wonder goal
That won the F.A. Cup
My name went down in history
Loved by all the Everton faithful.
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Hours and hours playing games
Winning leagues and matches
Taking Everton to the top
The greatest team in history.
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Hopes and dreams
Eternally remembered
In a wonderful football game
Forever treasured.
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Written for Poetry Jam
Life From A Park Bench 
Those memories of games played stay in one’s mind and heart forever! Treasures indeed.
Excellent. Playing games and pretending to be real players is the stuff childhoods are made of.
nice…this reminds me a bit of the vibrating football game i had as a kid…they never went where you wanted them too…ha…
Wow you were quite the footfall hero! I loved reading this glimpse of your past. What a wonderful memory you have of this key game. Thanks for linking and sorry to be late reading here.
I remember seeing this game but I never played. I enjoyed reading the childhood excitement in your words, Alan!
“A dashing, flashing super striker / Match winner and wonder player”…ah these two lines read like dream come true….