As we gather at the ‘Golden Palace’
Hoping for a return to previous form
To flowing football and well taken goals
Not the awful mundanity that’s become the norm.
A buzz of excitement on the terraces
“Hi Ho Silver Lining” is blasting out
Come on you Wolves let’s do this thing
Let’s show this lot what we’re all about.
Our losing run must end soon
From bitter disappointment we must be freed
Playing much better, end to end stuff
And we go in at half time in the lead.
Oh referee you can’t be serious
As from your pocket you pull a card of red
Led with his elbow? You’re having a laugh
We all could see it was head to head.
Down to ten and confidence ebbs
An entertaining match is down the drain
Then a sliding tackle from our right back
And out comes the red card again.
The final whistle blows, the score 1-2
The crowd are howling, baying for blood
The referee fears for his safety
And after that performance, so he should.
The Chairman’s furious as he storms the pitch
To give the ref a piece of his mind
He knows it’s folly and will do no good
And later, by the F.A. he will be fined.
Now although one red card was rescinded
The referee still cost us the game
And if you’re reading this, you know who you are
And you should hang your head in shame.