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THIS BEAUTIFUL GAME

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 AS IT RAINS, AS IT HAILS AND AS THE WIND BLOWS
THE REF CALLS THE BOYS TO THEIR TOES
THE WHISTLE HE BLOWS, ATTENTION REQUIRED
BUT IN THE 84th MINUTE WE WERE TOO TIRED

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I KNOW WE’RE AT THE HIGHEST GROUND IN THE COUNTRY
BUT WHY IS BUXTON SO BLOOMIN WINTRY

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 IN COMES A CORNER, HIGH AND DRAUGHTY
OOPS HE’S DROPED IT, NO HE’S GOT IT, HE’S CRAFTY
THE LIFE OF A SEMI PRO FOOTBALLER IS NEVER EASY
WHEN BUXTON IS SO BREEZY

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 THE FINAL WHISTLE GOES, I WISH I COULD FEEL MY NOSE
WE’VE LOST BADLY, 3-0 NOT A RESULT I MIGHT’VE CHOSE
BUT FOR THE BOYS I’LL ENDURE THE WEATHER’S AIM
ALL FOR THE LOVE OF THE BEAUTIFUL GAME

Notes

BRIGG TOWN 0 BUXTON 3, A MATCH PLAYED IN 60 MPH WINDS, AND RAIN THAT MIGHT STOP A KITE FLYER.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/this-beautiful-game/