We weren´t good enough It´s as simple as that On a day which had so much at stake, The Black Cats were tough But to fall so flat As we did, will cause much heartache The first forty-five We did quite okay And they didn´t deserve their lead, But to stay alive On this sort of day To shoot ourselves, will make us bleed Goal number two Was sad for Bassong But sadder still for our whole game, To get in a stew And end up all wrong It´s hard to find others to blame And from that time on As hard as we tried It was only going one way, With time nearly gone We were finally fried With a third, which was hard on the day Some half-hearted shouts We did have, I know For pens, but none blatant, I saw, While theirs, though with doubts The replay did show That Wisdom´s studs did hit the raw So fourteen days now Before we regroup And it´s out of our hands, more or less, Which could help, somehow We know we must scoop Some wins, while others feel the stress. OTBC
