THE BEAUTIFUL GAME.   

Hill, Hanson, and Lynam,
Wall to wall football,
Uninterrupted under a wide screen heaven,
Dwelin' on what might have been,
Whilst pourin' the odd amber nectar back my throat,
Like a Colour of a Brazilan sky,
When Angels descend to play with men,
Their beautiful, beautiful game,
Then mere mortals only look on in gasps of awe,!!

To see the net bulge,
Again .. ... ...and again!!