1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The team huddles in the changing room,
Shivering from head to toe,
A couple of minutes before the match
It begins to hail and snow.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 That’s when it happens,
The thing we all dread,
In walks the Coach from Hell,
His name is Coach Fred.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He makes us train in wind and rain,
Although we make a fuss,
This is Fred the Coach from Hell,
Feel sorry for us!


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-coach-from-hell/