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.
Coolio
31/8/2015 06:50:58 am
My lawyers will be in touch
Weird Al
31/8/2015 07:02:38 am
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