Here’s a new segment
that I hope brings a smile,
with some light-hearted rhymes
every once in a while.
In it, each time
I will look to review
whatever I feel like,
be it old, be it the new…
So, some keyboard warrior ‘fans’
still want Ole out the door
because an internal practice game
ended up being 4-4.
“How did Pogba play?”
“Were he and Bruno on the same team?”
“Saw a picture of Mason wearing No. 7,
what the hell does that all mean?”
It was just a training match
but played in the Theatre of Dreams.
Why can’t it just be left like that?
Ah, because it’s Man Utd it seems.
And along will come transfer rumours,
most of which aren’t true,
but it doesn’t stop me looking up
Ansu Fati in Camp Nou.
Now, a dry spell it will do that,
You’ll take what you can get
Anything for a Utd chat,
any odds will do for a bet.
See the changing world around us
had us hold our loved ones dear
but kept us from our beloved reds
now a reunion is ever near.
And it isn’t something to scoff at,
never again will we take for granted,
the atmosphere, as we climbed the tiers
and the songs as they were chanted.
But hope it springs eternal,
and we’re making our way back
with friendly games and calling names
and plans for the attack…