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8, a time when all that mattered was collecting sticker 104
the elusuive Kevin Keegan, 1976 player of the year.
UEFA champions, I’ve got Clemence, Hughes and Tosh,
Even 84 swapsies and bubble gum lockjaw.
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It was an obsession, half the school were obsessed.
We had to go, the shop at the Circle had a new batch.
The excitement, opening the pack, the sweet smell.
The think pink strip, the slow seperation and the disappointment.
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The book was full all except page 12 sticker number 104.
And worse, Bartley has one but he’s asking for a pound and protection.
The innocence of youth was blind to marketing strategies.
But the fans knew, they tried to tell us, “There’s only 1 Kevin Keegan”.
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Saturday 3pm the only rest bite from the constant quest.
Stratton Bank, a cup of tea so hot as to defy the laws of physics,
And a 3 nil win over Gillingham, SA-WINDON.
Who the hell is Kevin Keegan anyway.
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Six years on and things had changed.
Girls were here at war with the affections of football.
The incomplete album still exists but the agenda had changed,
Finding a girl with a 1976 Pannini sticker number 104 would be a problem