The lights on the pitch, shining golden and bright,
Gave the luster of victory to this magical night.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Gazdag’s finesse, with defenders in fear.
Gave the luster of victory to this magical night.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Gazdag’s finesse, with defenders in fear.
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I knew in a moment, this would be our trick.
More rapid than rivals, our players they came,
And the crowd whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
On McGlynn! On Sullivan! Let’s make this imperial!
And anchoring the line, with a move smooth and slick,
The wall in the back, Ian Glavinović!”
Playing with purpose, a true guiding light.
With strength and precision, he carried the play,
Like the candles that burn through each Hanukkah day.
We pushed through defenders, with that Philly flow.
So into the box the Union they flew,
With Gazdag’s perfect pass, and Baribo too.
The sweet sound of DOOP, our victorious switch.
As I drew in my breath and stood up with a cheer,
I knew in my heart, another win was near.
With hearts full of fire, determined and bold.
Their feet, how they danced! Their shots, how precise!
Their passion igniting the stadium twice.