Bust that onion bag!
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What a scintillating feeling when the ball hits the net
Conjured up through through sheer blood, tears and sweat
Penalty precision
Six yard box incision
Spectacular free kick
Huh! the wall lost a brick
Forty yard piledriver
All a part of moments to savour
Or even the Goalie’s punt
That could even be saved by my Aunt
As time becomes slow motion it adds up to one emotion
A universal ecstatic sensation
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