Been out of the game these last seven weeks.
For reasons quite boring and trite
The telly’s not bad with the Croats or Greeks
But you can’t beat the live Friday night
With the country all gripped in a fever
While Irish players huffed and they puffed
Explaining to daydream believers
As to whether it’s pumped or it’s stuffed
The Olé brigade sing a powerful ditty
While average players stand by
But I’d rather be shouting for City
Than some field in far off Athenry
It’s Derry this week with Jonah McCourt
Curragh Road with Lucas and dad
Joining my brethren in sacred support
To watch my dear City, how bad?