Full On London Derby.
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It was kinda like
To a party you’re not invited to…
That’s taking place in your own home.
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We went a goal down,
and for those out there
Who needed reminding,
The home crowd – including me –
Let our often under-performing millionaires
Know in no uncertain terms
That we wanted to see some…commitment.
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Our language turned the air blue
We wanted tackles, tackles and more tackles
Challenges, passion, while across the aisle
Sitting next to A Bloke going absolutely ape (like me)
Sat A Blokes partner, earphones in,
Oblivious to it all, listening to (I presume) an i-pod.
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We snatched a point at the death
When in all honesty
Our first league defeat under Guus beckoned.
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Later waiting to meet up with my mate and his son
On the icy cold concourse under the stadium
I couldn’t help but wonder…what was that girl listening to,
While all about her were on the verge of completely losing it,
That chilled her out so?
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