Shero’s equaliser in the 1996 FAI Cup Final
¶ 1
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All hope had seemed lost,
Our dreams were discarded.
We were counting the cost
Of a keeper red-carded.
The minutes ticked by,
We did not look like scoring,
The death knell was nigh,
The match had turned boring.
¶ 2
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And Pat’s had it won,
They were winding down slowly,
The hard work was done,
We’d no proper goalie.
Then out of the blue,
The ball sat up nicely,
And Shero on cue
Flicked a left foot precisely.
¶ 3
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A twenty yard lob!
What a time to be gambling!
The most perfect job,
The keeper left scrambling.
A goal at the death,
A replay now beckoned
We sighed a huge breath
In the very last second.
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