Ours To Keep. (Five Times)

a poem by Mark Ainslie, UK

Ours To Keep (Five Times.) 24th May 2005 ...................

Bill Shankly was looking down from above,
Bob Paisley, and Crazy Horse too.
Three nil down at half time,
What were Rafa’s men to do?

The team went off dejected
Their moral now was low.
Could they turn the game around?
Only time alone could show,

The twelfth man was stirring.
Singing you’ll never walk alone.
But to comeback from three nil down
In the final has not been known.

They came out in the second half,
With a job to be done.
Something special needed.
For this game to be won.

Gerrard used every muscle he had,
Playing the captains role,
To power the ball on its way.
And score that crucial goal.

Heads now were lifted,
Belief was now restored.
A chance shot from nowhere.
And Vladimir Smicer has scored.

A captain’s charge was halted,
As he was pulled to the ground
Alonso’s pen was saved,
But he netted the rebound.

A Mersey dream in motion,
But a nightmare for Milan,
The reds had turned the game around,
Thanks to Rafas’ plan.

It wasn’t quite over yet.
Extra time to play.
Enter Jersey Dudek.
The hero of the day.

The dying minutes of the game,
A fantastic double save made.
This must surely be,
The best he’s ever played.

His heroics weren’t over,
As the shoot out was started
When Shevchenkos pen was saved.
Milan went home broken hearted.

The cup belongs to Liverpool now,
After the greatest comeback ever known.
We’ve won it five times,
Ours to keep, in our Anfield home.

© 2005 Mark Ainslie.

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