Football in the library
A concept so ridiculous it’s ridiculous. You imply the atmosphere today is subdued,
but who thinks football in a library would be possible without uproar?
You’re supposed to be at home
Really? Not here on the terrace?
That would leave us open to a charge of being fickle.
Where were you when you were (rubbish)?
Do you waste your money going to gigs where the band can’t play their instruments, have no sense of rhythm and collectively create cacophonic mayhem? Well, that’s a metaphor. Apply it to the state of our club then relative to our status today.
We’re (totally) brilliant! We’re (totally) brilliant!
Are you sure? We previously heard you singing, How (rubbish) must you be, we’re winning away. So, which is it, us or you? Just because you have now scored five goals doesn’t diminish the scale of our incompetence.
Can we play you, can we play you, can we play you every week?
No. It doesn’t work like that.
One song, you’ve only got one song
Factually correct.
On the ball, City!
And yes, it’s only got one note, but its our song. The oldest official club song in the land.
You’ve seen the Pompey, now (shove) off home.
Is it that time already? We’re leaving anyway, thank you.
Is there a fire drill? Is there a fire drill?
The bus to the villages is badly scheduled, the train company is running a bus replacement service and getting away by car on a match day can be problematic, so we’re out of here.
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye
Yes, good-bye.
Thank goodness the season is all but over.
Play Up Pompey. Pompey play up!
The loudest fans in the land, it has been said.
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n.b. NaPoWriMo 2025 Day 24 prompt: people making music together. Brackets are used here to signify that synonyms are available. Where else can one sing along in chorus with thousands of other people? It’s (truly) brilliant!
Oh, yes. The score was Norwich City 3 Pompey 5
CLP 24/04/2025
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