Slippedisc daily comfort zone (64): Why we play football

Slippedisc daily comfort zone (64): Why we play football


norman lebrecht

June 29, 2021

Lovelier without the bad singing.

And did those feet in ancient time.
Walk upon England’s mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England’s pleasant pastures seen!

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England’s green & pleasant Land


  • RW2013 says:

    Awful boring overrated sport.
    gepflegte Langeweile.

  • Paul Brownsey says:

    Football singing is a distinct art form and needs to be recognised as such. Fans are not trying to be classical singers and doing badly at it. We need a musicologist to annotate the distinctive features of football singing for the benefit nof future historians.

  • Le Křenek du jour says:

    Little do they know of football singing who have not witnessed Moritz Eggert’s “football oratorio”, Die Tiefe des Raumes:
    (and further pages linked to this first one)

  • E says:

    Lovely post. Thanks!

  • Rintrah says:

    Use Blake to celebrate football, why not invoke Isaiah or Ezekiel to glorify ping-pong?