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MAKING HISTORY

Attila The Stockbroker

Wednesday, February 21st, 2001

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Packed in the stand, the rival choirs compete.
The pylons bathe the pitch in eerie light.
I feel the concrete hard beneath my feet.
It doesn¹t feel outdated¹. It feels right.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Seconds till kick-off now. A long-lost sound:
Expectant hum. Then acclamatory cheers!
Anticipation echoes round the ground.
I feel myself transported through the years.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 This is the game I loved, the game I learned.
Not censored, sanitised for corporate gain.
Each watching eye ablaze, each penny earned.
We stand here singing in the pouring rain.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 They tell us that such times are past and dead.
But Shots and Seagulls heard that talk before.
We stood together till the vultures fled.
Now damn them all, and hear the terrace roar!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The Shots reborn, the Albion on a roll.
Two sets of fans victorious in our strife.
We battled long and hard for football¹s soul.
Today we brought its spirit back to life.

© Attila The Stockbroker – Oct 2000

Notes

Albion v Aldershot Town
FA Cup 1st Round, 18/11/2000

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/making-history/?shared=email&msg=fail