Saturday Night’s Alright For Frightening.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 At halftime there was glee and gloom
Until the second half resumed
Then countances mirrored painful truths
That some were safe, and others doomed.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 So lets give credit where it’s due
To those who’ve fallen through the loop
For making that a final day
Of sport which took our breath away.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 MotD at last oozed class
Of a venerable fare served up on grass
Flashing round the grounds at will
Where action spoke, and not the speil!



You couldn’t make that last day of the season up, if you tried.

Wonderful stuff and no mistake.

I was watching a film and turned the telly over to catch MofD, which was simply breath-taking….no talking, just action. So I stayed with it until the interviews with the stressed out managers were over, then I went back to the film.

Carefree…. Arrividerci Ancellotti.



Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/saturday-nights-alright-for-frightening/