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Champions Night

Bob Manning

Monday, March 16th, 2009

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Champions night,
expectations high,
the blue of the sea,
merged with the sky.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The warmth of the day,
the talk of what might,
a small humid bar,
on champions night.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The chat and the hope,
in a foreign tongue,
not one would admit,
what what might become.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The reds of the north,
they said in that tone,
would soon bow out,
and all walk alone.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But no, aghast,
as they rampaged the whites,
and Spanish hopes,
on champions night.

Notes

Fiesta bar, Mijas Pueblo, Malaga, Spain

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/champions-night/