Stumble?
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Bolton & Arsenal 18/9/04
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An overcast North London
Greets the Northern Warriors
As they attempt to unseat
The might Gunners.
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The ball flows red,
The ball flows blue
Both sides
Chasing each ball.
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You feel for Arsenal though.
They know they’re playing
Against the fans of nineteen clubs,
All eager for the Giant to stumble.
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Sam sits in the stand,
Gently contemplating the game.
He too
Knows of that support.
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Some of Arsenal’s magic begins to appear,
But seems to lack flow and finish.
Spoke too soon!
Thierry Henri’s va-va-voom strikes again
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Changes made, the fight back begins,
Nolan’s shot clearly deflected.
A good job there was no microphone
Near to Sam.
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With goal and counter goal
Jaidi, Pires and Pedersen changing the picture
The match a well earned draw.
But with a game like this, Football wins.
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©Alan McKean
September 2004
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