Craig Gordon Poem by THE HOLY POET

Craig Gordon. 4th October 2014.

A young man called John Thomson, our prince was truly blessed
And between the Celtic goalposts, he proved he was the best
They tell me that young Johnny still guards them every game
As he eyes up every goalie who dare challenge this acclaim.

The pretenders, and we've had many, would walk that holy line
To be adored and loved by Celtic's fans for a hero's hard to find
Then along came Scotland's keeper, is he the best that we could get?
Another "free", that's Celtic's way, but this time to guard our net!

His heroics earned him plaudits, high praise that was deserved
A professional, a gentleman, no matter who he served
But injuries plagued the goalie and put paid to his career
They assumed the worst and pitied now, the one they once revered.

Two years away from football, two years out the game
Some say he is a "has been" as they doubted and defamed
The man who played for Scotland, the first picked for his team
But these doubts were not Craig Gordon's, he continued with his dream.

A strong will never gives up, what he had was self-belief
The belief that he would make it and for us that spelt relief
Commanding all he surveys, alert in body, mind
Now he's Celtic's first choice ‘keeper walking young John Thomson's line.



He blocks and parries, twists and turns, leaps for every ball
A defence that was in disarray now obeys his every call
Commanding every movement with every step controlled
And always quick to distribute and is fearless in our goal.

Defending, guarding, with all his might, our number twenty six
Commitment, passion flows through veins between our hallowed sticks
He left these shores for England for a Scottish record transfer fee
Now he's back for club and country proving treasures can be free.

The man who came for nothing whom some of you chastised
Now walks that line where greats have walked, here in Paradise
And is that young Johnny smiling? Our Prince who will not rest!
Because, If it is, he's telling us, Craig Gordon's passed the test!

The Holy Poet.