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Second Leg. Pride Restored.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Liverpool Street Station was full of ‘em’
On the concourse looking up to the board
Checking departures to Essex and Suffolk
Whilst The Suits on the station seemed bored.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Smiling and passing the time till departure
Red scarves wrapped tight round their necks
Reliving the moment sublime put disaster
In it’s place, and they gained our respect.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 If I’m honest I listened in envy
T’was a wonderful sound to behold
Been four goals behind from the first leg in Italy
With no chance of progressing, we were told.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 When the team ain’t performing, it’s painful
There’s the joshing at work and in caffs
Whilst yer workmates can seem quite disdainful
With the scorn that they pour on yer chaps.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Watching four nothing hidings, when playing away
Is the worst place to be on this earth?
Whilst them what’s at home, have had plenty to say
On dire state of yer team and it’s worth.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Got to hand it to Wenger, he was confident
Upbeat and loyal to the cause
“If they can score four, there’s no reason why we can’t”
Urged on by The Emirates roar.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 To them homeward bound Gooners, defeat had meant nothing
When their pride was restored once again
As I looked on reminded to win ain’t the only thing
Can be often how yer team plays the game!

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Notes

A big up goes out to The Arsenal as we call them here in The Smoke. For giving it a right go (after failing to turn up in the first leg, we’ve all witnessed one of them ain’t we?) and frightening the living daylights out of Meelan, last night over at The Emirates.

Cor lumme that hurt me to say!

Go well and be lucky.

Carefree…we’re off to Battersea, Moscow, Kiev or The White City.

Peace.

Kev.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/second-leg-pride-restored/