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Homecoming

Always a song that tugged

at the heartstrings.

But over the years it took on

a melancholy, mournful note.

So many disappointments,

hands of God, penalty shoot-outs,

racist abuse on social media.

 

But that was then. That was the men.

Now, at the final whistle, they’re

playing our song, at Wembley!

The gods have smiled on us,

restored our faith. The longer

the wait, the greater the moment.

They’re playing our song. Finally!

🌷(7)

◄ The road north

Drought ►

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Greg Freeman

Mon 1st Aug 2022 23:24

Thanks for the cheers, John, JC, Graham, and Steve, and for the Likes, Julie, Stephen, and Holden. A poem I claim no credit for, that just wrote itself.

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Stephen Gospage

Mon 1st Aug 2022 17:13

A great day! Well done to everyone!

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 1st Aug 2022 10:41

I was watching on ‘live text’ minute by minute from on holiday. One observation from my wife who has never shown any interest in women’s or men’s football.
Having watched two games before the Germany v France semi, she remarked how refreshingly clean and free from the typical footie antics the women’s game was. Then came the German bullies which rather deflated her optimism. By the sound of the text I was watching the final was a bit of a bruiser but the English girls weren’t cowed. Bravo the girls!!!!

On a humorous note I saw this

Men: it’s coming home, it’s coming home!

Women: FFS we’ll get it ourselves!!!

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John Coopey

Mon 1st Aug 2022 09:14

Congratulations to the girls.

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John Botterill

Mon 1st Aug 2022 08:13

Yes. 'Football's Coming Home' brought a tear to my eye! Bravo you lionesses! 😆

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