1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 And I lit the candle, a red Christmas candle
The Arsenal Red Christmas candle and
Placed it atop the digibox, atop the television
Which brought me the match live from Highbury

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 And I ran upstairs and put on my Arsenal shirt
And made sure that Rebecca put on
Her Arsenal shirt, Pires #7, before the kick-off

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 And we settled back to watch the Gunners
Gunning for glory in the Champions League
Sat back, leaned forward, as the red wave
Rolled forward, attacking the Lokomotiv

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Sitting in the warmth of home, father and daughter
Watching the chilly Highbury crowd but still
Wishing we were there, freezing with the Gooners
In red, Arsenal Red, bundled in Arsenal scarves,
Arsenal hats, Bury-ed from High winds, freezing

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Yet the Gunners glowed
And when the Frenchman, who’s name is worn
Proudly across Rebecca’s back, thumped the frozen
Ball into the Russian net, a ray of sun shone down
In north London just before eight o’clock at night

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 And when Freddie collected an overhead flick
From the soon-to-be world player of the year,
And slid it teasingly close to the keeper and turned
In bliss as it rolled past the line and kissed the net
At seven minutes past nine o’clock
The sun actually came out and beamed brightly
Over the Highbury faithful, the true Gooners
And you know, I peeked out my window in Belgium
And saw it too


Obviously elated after last night’s victory that I shared with my daughter. It was a great Champions League victory for the Arsenal!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/gunners-shine/