Saturday awaits

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to end this slumber,
and fill our lives with
dread and wonder.
When the first whistle blows,
when the first goal is scored,
first penalty awarded,
first hero’s name is roared,
When the first stand is filled,
when the first song is sung,
there’s a season to be played
and a title to be won.
When they’ll take to the field,
to seal our fates,
The season has arrived
and saturday awaits.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/saturday-awaits/