Uncle Kev

[Tiger the Lion]

My Uncle Kev        (experimental edit) ***potential 2nd half 

I loved watching him

his thin, white, muscular legs
racing down the pitch

a rain-sopped #5 leather football
no one would dare play with today

(I'm concussed just thinking about it)

a curled cross
and a diving header
into the summer slop
and into the back of the net

everyone shouting, "Get in!, Get in!"
everyone cheering
everyone
             
       loved watching him

in the pub
after the game

his Everton-blue eyes
and dimpled chin
stepping up to the mic
like butter wouldn't melt

belting Sinatra's "My Way" his way
belting Sinatra 
into the back of the net

everyone shouting, "Get in!, Get in!"
everyone cheering
everyone



Uncle Kev  (edit 1, Bryn and TB)

we loved watching him

his thin, white, muscular legs
racing down the pitch

a rain-sopped #5 leather football
no one would dare play with today

(I'm concussed just thinking about it)

a curled cross
and a diving header
into the slippery summer slop
and into the back of the net

everyone shouting, "Get in!, Get in! "
everyone shouting
everyone


Uncle Kev

my first memory;

his thin white muscular legs,
running

a rain-sopped #5 leather football
no one would dare play with today

(I'm concussed just thinking about it)

a curled corner
and a diving header
into the summer slop
and into the back of the net

everyone shouting, "Get in!"
everyone shouting
everyone