Beel rings, oot the door, grab the baa, rin roond the back; last yin there’s a loser, tax no in; Jack, Ryan an’ Scoba against the rest ay us, nut, numbers is fairest, Jack was always too good anyway; yoo’s hae sticky but we’ll kick tae yoo; frenzied attacks ensue, twenty-odd laddies chasin’ a baa, sometimes it crosses the line an’ ‘en the direction changes, Ryan takes a tumble in the box, the stramash is settled by the age auld measure ay a ‘penalty abit it’, Jack steps up an’ cheps it ower mah floonderin’ body wi’ ootrageoos cheek; frustration gripped my young body, the beel goes again, next goal the winner, gemme on; Scoba releases Jack doon the reit win’, flies pest three ay us an’ sends a powerful shot straecht atween mah legs tae win the gemme, ah send a powerful shot intae his beak, he gi’es me yin reit back, fair play; a lad will fight long and hard for bragging rights, grab the baa, rin roon the front, back tae skale.

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Bell rings, out the door, grab the ball, run round the back; last one there’s a loser, tax not in, Jack, Ryan and Scoba against the rest, nut, numbers is fairest, Jack was always too good anyway; you’s have sticky but we’ll kick to you; frenzied attacks ensue, 20-odd laddies chasing a ball, sometimes it crosses the line and then the direction changes, Ryan takes a tumble in the box, the controversy is settled by the age old measure of a ‘penalty aboot it’, Jack steps up and chips it over my floundering body with outrageous cheek; frustration gripped my young body, the bell goes again, next goal the winner, game on; Scoba releases Jack down the right wing, flies past three of us and sends a powerful shot straight between my legs to win the game, I send a powerful shot into his nose, he gives me one right back, fair play; a lad will fight long and hard for bragging rights, grab the ball, run round the front, back to school.