11 June 2012
So what did you really expect?
The England team was circumspect?
The French had tried to break us down,
The draw had failed to cure Roy's frown.
A game of chess without the pieces,
The interest level soon decreases.
We'd heard about the injured trio,
And how we'd left behind poor Rio.
I thought it was a distant dream,
When England played just like a team.
A goal which served to increase hope,
The England fans could barely cope.
The centre half we'd all forgot,
Header by Jolean Lescott.
But the moment we had come to fear,
An equaliser by Samir.
The second half,
A none event,
Such frustration,
Anger vent.
It's just a start,
Our first game gone,
It's much better,
Than those with none.
We've got a point,
Desire feeds.
As next game we're to play the swedes.
Bore Draw • Opuss № I