I looked down and heard the away fans
Screaming and whooping with joy
Their players basking in the noise
Cries with a forceful echo of passion.
Our goalkeeper looks into the distance
With hands on hips as his eyes roll
Progressing rivals leave us in the abyss
The season soon over, time to close.
Few games to go and points must be racked
I hope the odds don’t get any more stacked.