One Proud Night

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Wild, Bouncing, Raucous, Proud
Another famous European night
Is there a purer, sweeter, sight or sound,
Than the dance at the end of the fight?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The legends, ‘Galacticos,’ ‘Los Merengues’
Marched into a cauldron of red
Then were battered and beaten into submission
Leaving silently, tails between legs

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The monster – The Kop – triumphantly roars
As the troops leave the scene of the battle
The Anfield heart beats like a drum
The rhythm for 40,000 disciples

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 And an unseen General orchestrates it all
A leader born with immortality
Whispered by the very bones of the Kop
Is the name of man – Shankly

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 As the great man is watching from up in the clouds
His chest must be bursting with pride
For his sweat, blood and tears – all he gave, all those years
Lives on in this Liverpool side



Inspired after going the Liverpool v Real Madrid game

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/one-proud-night/