Green Fingered
¶ 1
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How we cheered when
Gerrard galloped onto
Heskey’s cute pass
to slide the ball past Howard.
¶ 2
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How we jeered when
Green’s gaffe gifted
you essay a way
back into the match.
¶ 3
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How we sneered when
Heskey hit the ball
straight at Howard
when clean through on goal.
¶ 4
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How we sighed when
the ref blew to signal
the end of the game;
a nation’s shoulders drooped.
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