“Going Home”

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 It’s now the early hours
On the coaches heading home
No shame in losing to Macclesfield
As our performances have shown.
It’s been a huge Trophy run
Of which I didn’t dare dream
Despite being knocked out earlier
I’m trying to hide a beam.
In my head I had thoughts of Wembley
Knowing they’d never come true
But just to be drawn against Tranmere Rovers
Made me so proud to be Pink & Blue.
It wasn’t so long ago
We had a replay down in deepest Hants
A Monday night at Havant and Waterlooville
When our away support was pants.
That night we were pony
Losing three nil away fans numbering ten
Tonight we went to Cheshire
An army of one fifty women and men!
Singing for ninety minutes
Lung and hearts pounding strong
Totally outclassing the Silkmen
When it came to cheers and song.
Out there on the pitch
Couldn’t find the back of the net
Wembley just wasn’t to be
Simply not our time quite yet.
So much hope for the future
Under the genius of Gavin Rose
Still a chance of promotion
Let’s see how it goes.
Then there’s the League and London
Two cups still at stake
So much still to look forward to
I’m dreading the summer break!



(This is my post-Macclesfield Town away poem, after we lost 2-0 in March last season, in a quarter-final replay in the FA Trophy)

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