Advice From An Old Pro
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As the referee blows his whistle
To signify the end
Shake hands swop shirts
Wish the other bloke well
As you would do a friend
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It’s been a game of two halfs
In each one you were cr-p
As you walk off
Forget about it
Console the other chap
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Who has had a nightmare
Tonight he will not sleep
As all the mistakes
He made out there
Will creep in as he counts sheep
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A young defender
Who scored an own goal
Is sat in dressing room teary eyed
The old pro gives him this advice
As he takes him to one side
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‘Cheer up son, don’t look so glum
Dry those tearfull eyes
All thats happened out there just now
Must be forgot
It’s just a football match, no one died!’
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