I'm running out of interesting poetry types.
How about a positive Villanelle?
Do not go gentle into Tuesday night,
Goals blazed should burst the net at close of play;
Score, Score players of the flying Red and White.
Though Austin at the end heads balls in right
Against Manure, the Arse are better so please
Do not go gentle into Tuesday night.
Good fans, the last wave by, crying how bright
Dear Little Southampton's deeds have danced in a green bay,
Score, Score players of the flying Red and White.
Wild Mané caught and sang the ball in flight,
And learned, too late, he sent it the wrong way,
Do not go gentle into Tuesday night.
Fraser Foster, who sees with blinding sight
Bright eyes catch balls like meteors fierce as day,
Score, Score players of the flying Red and White.
And you, my Koeman, there on the pitch height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into Tuesday night,
Score, Score players of the flying Red and White.