Evening all, how are we tonight Perhaps now, some are seeing the light, No matter who´s boss These aren´t worth a toss They´ve not got the stomach for the fight That saddens me more than you know And I didn´t come on here to crow, But each dreary week The players fail to peak, And turn up the next dismal ´low´ But Neil will be lucky to stay After yet one more failed away-day, And whoever should be The next employee Will certainly be earning his pay At times they were decent enough But they´re still not made of the right stuff, And yet one more ´red´ Stupid, it must be said Only made it even more tough Reading were solid, no more And first half were lucky to score, The equalizer came But the pen changed the game And in the end we were made to look poor.
