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Bob Le Pitch

S B Ingle

Monday, October 16th, 2006

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The pitch was bobbled
Like our old woollen goalposts
And the losing team complains
To their hosts

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Terrible pitch, more sand than Lowestoft
Or waterlogged, enough to sail a boat
Couldn’t get near their goalmouth
Protected, as it was, by a moat

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The pitch is on a slope
We were running up a hill
The ball kept rolling in our net
We were lucky to get nil

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Pitches used to be made of mud
Now you rarely see one that’s duff
No good moaning about the pitch
Sometimes you’re just not good enough

© S B Ingle 12.10.06

Notes

‘Keepers often have big hands, Wednesday was the time for Paul Robinson to hold his up. He said he couldn’t have done more – the
England squad and management have been in denial for years.

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