Friendlies

Away

Welcome all to Turners Cross

The Devils, Hornets, Barstool

I won’t be there I’m afraid

I’ll be sipping beer by the pool

A well deserved break in the sun

Somewhere foreign, beyond the sea,

Sun and funshine for everyone

Underneath a shady palm tree

As the wind whips across Section A

I will be well out of reach

Don’t bother thinking of me

As I’m sipping Sagres on the beach

Enjoy the half time hot toddy

As I’m buried in sand by the sea

Flor Griffin there with fingers crossed

As they lose yet another TV

In essence games of no importance

As the waves just lap on the shore

But if you can still feel your fingers

Don’t forget to text me the score.

This was written a few weeks back for the friendlies against Watford and Manchester United and while it wasn't deemed suitable for those match programmes (sigh).
I'm putting it up here for your delectation.