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IMPOSSIBLE TO SCORE

Michael Adubato

Tuesday, October 21st, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When teams visit the north of London, there is one thing they cannot ignore
Playing at Highbury is an honor and a privilege, but it’s impossible to score.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The defense’s goal is to stop opponents’ goals and they are a solid back four
Attack as you might all day and night, but it’s impossible to score.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Crosses from the left and crosses from the right just make our defenders sore
They’re headed out and kicked about because it’s impossible to score.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Our rock, Sol Campbell sends strikers right to hell, now and forever more
Manoeuvre and swerve, he won’t lose his nerve – it’s impossible to score.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Try attacking down Ashley Cole’s wing and see what he has in store
He’ll pick your pass and kick your ass – it’s impossible to score.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Our defense boasts a man from the Ivory Coast and his tackles are hardcore
He’ll take your ball when you fall and show you to the door.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Our Mister Arsenal will bite your head off, that’s our Martin Keown
You’d do better to stay on the bench, because he’s in a league of his own.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 The man in goal has an Arsenal soul, you can tell by the way he defends
He’s a great big man from Deutschland; the guys just call him Jens.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Guys like these bring teams to their knees, kneeling on the floor
Because they know that at Highbury it’s like trying to invade a foreign shore

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 The defense is armed and dug in deep, a formidable fighting corps
You should know it by now – it’s impossible to score.

© Michael Adubato

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/impossible-to-score/