“Champions”
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Supporting The Hamlet is a chore
I am the leper, the non-league bore.
Not taken seriously for loving my local side
Well I’m NOT ashamed nothing to hide.
Been at more games than you’ve had Sunday dinners
Seen more losers than I have winners.
A bit of success is hardly seasonal fare
A championship is exceedingly rare.
In fact the last time I was at primary school
The football fans lot can be so cruel.
A six one loss here, 7-1 defeat there
And at the Hornchurch 9-0 I was way past care
Enfield under Frank that 8-1 Barnstoneworth score
Yet I’m a crazy old fool who comes back for more!
The season just gone makes it all worthwhile
Winning the title with such panache and style
Gavin Rose so modest and humble
He never wavered at all,
Waiting for the Stones to stumble.
Play-off heartache banished at last
End of season suffering a thing of the past
Tears of joy as I chased our Turk
Final whistle going berserk
An amazing day I will always cherish
Right up until the day I perish.
Thanks to modern gadgets like a camera phone
We can relive the moment sitting at home
Not like old videos that would get worn
This is pure internet football porn.
Some of the memories will fade away
But recorded for posterity images will stay
So many supporters invading the pitch
Our great fans my life enrich.
Young and old, black & white
Truly was an amazing sight
A mass of Pink and Blue over thepitch of green
Hardly a blade of grass to be seen.
Hugs and kisses, tears of joy
Been waiting for this since I was a boy.
Truth be told it went in a flash
A bit of blur all post match.
Who knows how long these good times will last
When todays moment becomes a thing of the past?
This last season I will always saviour
Even if performances waver.
Not just the last day which I’ll always recall
But the fiasco of cheating Leatherhead’s wall
Even though we returned and got beat
Them missing the play-offs was really sweet.
And winning at Tooting in all the smoke
Bloody marvellous to see them choke.
So many memories from the “Class of ‘12/13”
The greatest Dulwich side I’ve ever seen.
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