Tonight is the one,
night of fame,
all the attention,
in the field of game.
Who's your favorite,
team to bet,
they all playing,
for a trophy best.
To achieve a,
well deserved replice,
with the supporter's,
looking at their cheek.
Looking at their sport,
in love with it,
a statement for,
some broken dream's pit.
So i fall in sport,
with you tonight,
a feeling of hobby,
just about right.
If i could slide back in time,
twenty year's younger,
in my stomack of sport,
you only would find soccer.
November 20/2012.
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