Of football
¶ 1
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“Come on the Blues”
“Come on the Reds”
“Use yer feet”
“Use yer ‘eads”
“Was that a goal?”
“It’s in the net”
“He hasn’t blown
his whistle yet”
“Come on ref
are you blind?”
“Where’s your guide dog?”
“That’s unkind”
“The boys done good”
“They played their best”
“Yeah, we lost
we need a rest.
A goal to nil
At home as well
Relegation?
What the hell.”
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