“Struggling With A Semi”

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I couldn’t get excited
Try as hard as I might
My heart wasn’t in it
Yet it was a semi-final last night.
Perhaps it was the setting
First game ‘away’ from Champion Hill
Strangely even though it was at Tooting
Not such a bitter pill.
Forced to be a refugee
Fleeing from our own home
Not knowing if we’ll ever return
Or how long left to roam.
Won’t miss the final at Aveley
Avoiding Billericay Town
Sidestepping their entire circus
Ringmaster Tamplin head clown.
More importantly last night
Was over two hundred through the gate
Credit to Metropolitan Police
They were really great.
Not a fan to cheer them
No supporters in sight
But they gave us their share of the split
In my book they’re almost alright.
We might miss out on a final
Usually you’d say there’s next year
More important is simply surviving
Going out of existence is my fear.
On Saturday we’re marching
Holding a rally on Goose Green
We’ve had plenty of crisis in the past
This is as desperate as it’s been.
Now forced to play on Sunday
Back over Mitcham way
As long as we have a team next season
I don’t care how long we stay.
It’s going to be an emotional weekend
We’re on football’s life support machine
All the anger than entails
Time to vent our spleen.
Still supporting our boys
As always sing and shout
But the loudest chant of all
Must simply be “MEADOW OUT!”



(Last night Dulwich Hamlet lost a home to Metropolitan Police in the semi final of the League Cup, nil nil, then losing the penalty shoot out 4-1) It was our first ‘home’ game away from Champion Hill, after being evicted by our landlords, Meadow Residential)

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