The Curse of The Ex-Player
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The curse of the ex-Albion star:
no matter who they are,
what league they play in, or how far
they’ve fallen from grace, or what smoke-filled bar
they now frequent- send them out on the same park
they could score a hat-trick against us in the dark!
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Peschisolido is a case in point-
he’d score against us if he had an artificial joint.
Do I really need to mention a certain Stevie Bull?
Let’s just say he repaid his transfer fee in full!
And, down the years, there’s been too many to mention-
it deserves some comment, warrants some attention.
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I mean, why is it always us?
Even if our goal was covered by a double-decker bus
an ex-player would find some devious way
to score; the inevitablility of it really is a bore
and it happened again on Saturday
as we travelled up North to play
in a cold and barren wintry land
where Wigan’s goal was tended by one Chris Kirkland-
This time- a variation on the theme,
instead of scoring, he had a goalie’s wet dream:
flying save from Morrison, when put clean through,
moments later the same from Chris Brunt too.
Then Olsson’s header clawed miraculously off the line-
I know I sound like I’m starting to whine
but the really, really frustrating part of it
is, when they played for us, they were really
not very good.
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