Sleepless Nights

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Managers wheeze and managers puff
They want to be as good as Brian Clough
On the touchline they scream out loud
Hoping their players will do them proud
They kick every ball and save every shot
Watching their team trying to stop the rot
Hearts work harder and tensions rise
Taking up all the lows and the highs
Sitting on a cliff’s edge and feeling fright
Whatever the result it’s a sleepless night.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/sleepless-nights/