Football Night

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Midweek fixture
Mild and misty
Floodlights blaze
Across green baize
Buzz of anticipation
Feisty crowd
Chanting and waving
Whistle blows
Mid-table foes
Huff and puff
Goalmouth scrambles
Fans up, fans down
Sitting and standing
Oohs and Ahhs
Ebbs and flows
Away goals
Set us jumping
Then a rapid comeback
Rouses the locals
Even stevens
Until the last ten minutes
Become a thriller
An 89th minute goal
Is the killer
Which lifts the roof
For us, the visitors
A happy ending.

Heavy burdens were carried lightly (see below) and a cracking mid-table dust-up took our minds off everything else. There is a magic about a night match, there’s something about the floodlights and cold night air. A cracker.

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