We thought there’d be a mighty blitz,
We feared we might get burnt.
We thought we would be blown to bits,
But thankfully we weren’t.
Poor Stevie had been stammering
‘Bout geeing up the players.
But we foresaw a hammering
And bowed our heads in prayers.
At times poor Shay was left to rue
The absence of protection,
But still, we only went down to
A really cruel deflection.
I still don’t think we’ll qualify,
Our strength in depth is lacking,
But this team won’t lay down and die,
And thus deserves our backing.