Wind beneath our wingers

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 He flies down the wing with continental grace,
Confusing defenders with his dribbling and pace,
Sprinting into the box, he’s sure to score a goal,
But a burly defender slides to make him fall,
The fans scream for blood, the manager a spot-kick,
The ref points for a corner
God that guy’s thick


Wolves V Albion 2001

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/wind-beneath-our-wingers/