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Reach Out I’ll Be There at number one,
pounding from the Tannoy at half-time.
Fifty-five thousand on a Wednesday night;
three-nil against Spurs, all second-half goals.
Crushed in the Fulham Road queue
for the tube, walking on air; nothing
they could say to me at school next day.
We were, briefly, top of the league.
Whatever they said, I wouldn’t care.
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