Remembering when football first came home,
when Eusébio entered centre stage,
when North Corea and Lev Yashin shone –
‘t was English football’s brief and golden age.
We sing the praise of those who had a part,
who brought the Cup to where it doth belong.
Their game was beautiful, a piece of art –
a group of men so skillful and so strong.
And yet – there is a fear I dare not name,
a fear that goes beyond imagination.
It’s modern football that we have to blame,
and notably its drive for innovation:
My secret angst: with GLT in play,
will they revise – and take our Cup away?
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