Write up by Adam
As I walk through the carpark and out to the pitch
I take a look at my Goalie who once had the shits
But that’s just perfect coz the fine book is closed
You all turned up late but that’s how it goes
11.50 in the morning we’re saying cheese
Ganesy drops his guts and my Mrs leaves
And we've been passin' and movin' so long that
Niall thinks that his lungs have gone
Bryns a man with a plan, and likes to have a rip
Got the ball on a string and some hair on his lip
CJ’s 9 on his kit saying prayers for a spot kick.
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
The warm up turns to shooting CJ needs to test the nets
Bryn knows where the goal is and rips one in top left.
Gregor at the back post finds our second goal
Scored more times than Horton, I know right, FARKEN LOL
Stevo hadn’t scored a goal even though he deserved it
Someones shot was saved and Stevo hit the scraps
He never passed when he could of but got it through the backs
Adams goal made it four and the Elite were on track
We let them get one back after a mix up with our Sweeper
Their forward ran on through and then nutsed the Keeper
But we weren’t really troubled, so please don't point and stare
We're just counter attackingly impaired
It’s so flat, so wide, no velodrome
It’s quite a luxury
Time to play at home
Nothing like Martin Luckie
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
Runnin’ up right side, Tinder Todd from Gore
Pete could’a passed to Horton, but he tried to score
Crespo missed a sitter, Golden boot has slipped away
A lot of pressure on that left foot better luck next May
CJ’s name goes on the boot but this time there’s a friend
Tied up at six apiece and that was how it ends
They can’t be mad, they had some fun
But poor ‘Ol Ganes and Tom will be on the Nudie Run
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
3 – Bryn: My moustachioed homie played a blinder to finish off the season. Ripper goal and lots of good scraping for 50/50’s
2 – Greg: Great composure and distribution from the back. Scored another goal with his face and generally bossed it when he came into the midfield.
1 – Todd: Tough break to have to ref the last minutes of the season but is one of those guys that works all day and probably doesn’t get the recognition he deserves.
As I walk through the carpark and out to the pitch
I take a look at my Goalie who once had the shits
But that’s just perfect coz the fine book is closed
You all turned up late but that’s how it goes
11.50 in the morning we’re saying cheese
Ganesy drops his guts and my Mrs leaves
And we've been passin' and movin' so long that
Niall thinks that his lungs have gone
Bryns a man with a plan, and likes to have a rip
Got the ball on a string and some hair on his lip
CJ’s 9 on his kit saying prayers for a spot kick.
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
The warm up turns to shooting CJ needs to test the nets
Bryn knows where the goal is and rips one in top left.
Gregor at the back post finds our second goal
Scored more times than Horton, I know right, FARKEN LOL
Stevo hadn’t scored a goal even though he deserved it
Someones shot was saved and Stevo hit the scraps
He never passed when he could of but got it through the backs
Adams goal made it four and the Elite were on track
We let them get one back after a mix up with our Sweeper
Their forward ran on through and then nutsed the Keeper
But we weren’t really troubled, so please don't point and stare
We're just counter attackingly impaired
It’s so flat, so wide, no velodrome
It’s quite a luxury
Time to play at home
Nothing like Martin Luckie
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
Runnin’ up right side, Tinder Todd from Gore
Pete could’a passed to Horton, but he tried to score
Crespo missed a sitter, Golden boot has slipped away
A lot of pressure on that left foot better luck next May
CJ’s name goes on the boot but this time there’s a friend
Tied up at six apiece and that was how it ends
They can’t be mad, they had some fun
But poor ‘Ol Ganes and Tom will be on the Nudie Run
Been spending most our lives, playing away from Newtown paradise
Even Horton scored once or twice, playing away from Newtown paradise
We’re used to Peter starting fights, playing at the Newtown paradise
We’ll be spending most our night, drinking in the Newtown paradise
3 – Bryn: My moustachioed homie played a blinder to finish off the season. Ripper goal and lots of good scraping for 50/50’s
2 – Greg: Great composure and distribution from the back. Scored another goal with his face and generally bossed it when he came into the midfield.
1 – Todd: Tough break to have to ref the last minutes of the season but is one of those guys that works all day and probably doesn’t get the recognition he deserves.
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