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Won’t you give us a goal?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Won’t you give us a goal, Mickey Leech, Mickey Leech?
A scrambled deflection or thirty yard peach,
Or, just to be greedy, perhaps one of each.
For the winter hiatus
That seems to deflate us
Is almost upon us,
So please do the honours
And give us a goal, Mickey Leech.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Won’t you give us a goal, Anto Flood, Anto Flood?
It needn’t be flash or particularly good.
A great goalmouth scramble in buckets of mud
Will do very nicely
And round off concisely
A season of troubles
And cruelly burst bubbles,
So give us a goal, Anto Flood.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Won’t you give us a goal ‘ere the season is gone?
‘Ere we go out the gates with a moribund “Slán,”
For the dark Friday nights when no football is on –
A sixpenny pivot
That strikes a stray divot,
A lob from great distance
That breaks their resistance,
A breathtaking volley
To send us home jolly,
A ball floating slowly
That wrong foots their goalie,
Won’t you give us a goal ‘ere we go?

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Notes

Last game of a quite traumatic season

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/wont-you-give-us-a-goal/