The North London Derby Poem '10 - A Match Report

It is Wednesday 14th April 2010 and Tottenham Hotspur Football Club celebrate a fantastic 2-1 derby victory over their hated arch-rivals, Arsenal Football Club.

A bullet won a match tonight,

But it wasn't from a gun.

The left foot of a Danny Rose,

By far our youngest one.

Our Gareth is the talk of the town

As the Tottenham win again.

He struck it smooth, then did he move

And groove with all his fans.

The break had gone, and all was won

‘Cause Spurs had beat "the scum".

Up the field he galloped forth whilst Jermain held the ball,

He kept his faith, his drive, had space and started a crazy brawl.

The reds, caught lacking front and back, were going to plunge and fall.

“He’s blossomed!” shouted man to man and women heard it too,

The Rose first struck, then passed the buck to Gareth pacing through.

He hit them hard from head to toe and then they went cuckoo.

In time the team was too ahead and coasting 2-0 up,

Le Professeur could take no more and unleashed his favourite pup.

“Havok!” Shouted Ledley King and Dawson yelled it too,

The change had made for great effect and Tottenham were falling through.

“Hold fast the line!” One said in time to rid the men of woe,

Footing tall, gave strength to all and helped keep clear his goal.

“Gomes!” we heard, they gave their word and helped lift him of pain,

This man had saved his team, the game, his name was granted fame.

The end was nigh at White Hart Lane and it seemed that all was won,

But once again they jumped the gun and started having fun!

The net was breached, breached it was and all of this was dire,

It seemed like all the fears came back and the game went down to the wire.

Two goals to one but held and won had Tottenham at the end,

Bale and Rose and Gomes too had pleased all of their friends.