Thomas "Tommy" Coyle (born 9 January 1959, Glasgow) is a Scottish ex-professional football midfielder. His brothers Joe and Owen also played professionally.
Coyle began his career with non-league Shettleston before signing for Dumbarton in 1978. He established himself in the first team at Boghead Park and, along with Albert Craig, scored in a 2-2 draw with Clyde that ensured Dumbarton promotion to the Scottish Premier Division for the first time.
Aside from playing in the club's only season in the revamped top division Coyle appeared in the first team alongside both of his brothers. He left Dumbarton in 1987 and went on to play for St Johnstone and Clydebank.
Tommy Coyle (born 2 September 1989) is a British professional boxer. He has challenged once for the Commonwealth lightweight title, and is a former WBC Silver International and IBF International lightweight champion. He is the older brother of Leeds United footballer Lewie Coyle.
On 13 July 2013, Coyle fought Derry Mathews for the vacant Commonwealth lightweight title, but was stopped in the tenth round. One of Coyle's most notable wins came on 25 October 2014, when he stopped Michael Katsidis in two rounds. This was one of a series of fights which set up a showdown with fellow Hull native Luke Campbell, with their highly anticipated fight eventually taking place on 1 August 2015. Suffering four knockdowns along the way, Coyle was again stopped in the tenth round.
Look over the battlements
At the burning countryside
There the army of wicked madness
Besieges this castle of will
Feel the frozen wind
From the bleak outer world
The banner twists in agony
Tortured from the world around
The wind seeps through the walls
Whispering revelations of despair
It skulks in high lofted ceilings
A messenger of the fallen realm
The moat displays whitened bloated corpses
A cesspool where the slain float
For miles back their casualties are strewn
Ours burn on pyres smoke replacing sky
Listen to the sound of the pounding
Battering rams
Their black winged echoes
Fly down these desolate halls
Each catapult stone defeats the walls
We labor to repair what falls upon us
The bringers of insanity
Dance bizarrely
In celebration
Of their coming conquest
Look and see their campfires
Like obscene stars fallen to the ground
Wallow in dread at the moment's peace
For the battle always resumes
No shining army will rush to our aid
We are to die in this crumbling tomb
I'm being driven mad
Specters of bitterness and confusion
Circle my head
The mist goes in my ears and exits my mouth
And within they destroy all they can
The bringers of lunacy have breached the walls
Remnants of innocence put to the sword
Engulfed into the kingdom of the mad