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Football (Nearly) Came Home

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Who cares if it wasn’t a pen, against the Dutch,
When luck rolls its dice, we’ve not had much,
Maradona’s handball in ’86,
A dirty trick that history couldn’t fix,
In France 98, all our hopes were marred,
When Beckham was shown that fateful red card,
Sol Campbell’s winning goal, cruelly denied,
And another glorious victory died,
Then Lampard’s shot, over the line by a yard,
All these decisions leaving mental scars,
But through the tears and endless debate,
We’ve learned to forgive, and quell our hate,
So let the past be past, just let it be,
For we’ve always believed in destiny,
Let’s all raise a glass, as we sing and cheer,
Football (nearly) came home this year.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/football-nearly-came-home/