We were joshing Rooney’s darby
We were roaring: “Ashley shoot”
There were Elbow (sic) fans stood laughing
In the midst of a right set to.
Punters let their seats fold up
As the action out on the field
Was that intense, it made common sense
Our ignoring plastic pews.
Wayne Rooney shut our racket up
When he fired them one ahead
We were down and truly on our uppers
As he breached our slack defence.
Our season seemingly over
We were frightened off the ball
Our defence reminding me of the cliffs at Dover:
A white, surrending and crumbling wall.
Half-time came and saved us
From being put right out of the game
As eternal optimists stood up
Contemplating “What will Carlo change?”
Well change it round he did do
And as Drogba came racing on
With the look of one with a point to prove
We were quickly back on song.
When David Luiz cracked a leveller in
United heads began to drop
Then a pretty dubious penalty decision
Set the home fans off amok.
As Van der Sar turned on the gamesmanship
Trying put Super Frankie off
He was left clutching the air as a rasping kick
Almost knocked off poor Edwin’s block.
Then Vidic shown a red card
Would reluctantly leave the field
The final whistle went and we partied hard
In the slim chance saloon, hoping yet fighting still!