Sunday at ten past eleven a.m The ground´s filling rapidly up, Canaries are in just as good voice as them Those Scousers, eyeing up the cup, Bubbling with anticipation and fear The City fans hope for the best, Knowing that if they could take something here It would put some wind up the rest, Liverpool fans too behind the broad smiles Won´t settle even for a draw, Up early to travel down all those miles Three points is what they have come for, But with Chelsea FC hard on their tail They know that any slip won´t do, And although they´ve had mighty wind in their sails They still may just not see it through Adams decided on 4-2-3-1 And with Yobo out with a strain, The same back four were asked to get the job done As started in the Fulham game, Tettey and Johnson would sit just in there To disrupt the Reds in their play, While supporting Wolfswinkel was Leroy Fer Waiting if a chance came his way, Snodgrass and Redmond made up the eleven On whose shoulders much would depend, Whether we´d be nearer to hell or heaven By the time this battle should end, Sturridge and Henderson were missing too So Liverpool weren´t at full power, Everyone realised I think, we were due For a tense one and a half hour Early exchanges proved nothing much yet No-one taking the upper hand, But already Sterling´s pace was causing sweat To Olsson and fans in the stand, Luckily his final ball wasn´t good And Ruddy was alive and alert, And he was there taking everything he should Ahead of those in a red shirt, As the half progressed one could sense belief Was just seeping into our lads, That maybe we could end up causing mischief By taking a real smash-and-grab, Nought-nought at half time after solid fight With Suarez surprisingly quiet, But if they did start the second half bright The fear was he would have a riot When the ancient Marriner started things going Again, after the half-time break, Suddenly City were first to be showing Without making Mignolet shake, Stalemate still after the hour came and went With both sides pondering a change, Hooper replacing the wolf, and hell-bent On hopefully finding his range, Suddenly there were two penalty scares Both of which involved Suarez L, The first where he took Turner unawares But neither got Marriner´s yell, More changes late on with time running out Saw Hoolahan given a run, And quick thinking saw him turn Skrtel about For Hooper´s shot, straight from a gun, Into the corner it went like a dream With eight minutes only to play, We knew each one of those eight would seem Almost as long as a day, But finally Marriner said that was it After a real nail-biting finale, The players to a man showed real fight and grit And deserved their after match ale. Please excuse my fantasizing, but you really never know. OTBC
OTBC we can beat them they know the run has to come to an end The pressure really us all in them just need that little bit if luck we have not had all year!
