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The Football and Me

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I couldn’t do the things Dalglish could do
Although I tried, didn’t give up
Kept practising every Saturday
After the match, parks, walls, streets
Didn’t really matter, it was Anfield
I was never going to be a new Dalglish
But the football mirrored my every move
We both knew what it was like
To be kicked.

Notes

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“I was born by the banks of the Mersey
Facin’ the Irish Sea
It might not seem like heaven to you
But its home sweet home to me”

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-football-and-me/