LAMENT LAMONT
He's laughed,
He's cried,
He's shouted
And sighed.
He's dribbled
And passed,
But "Simon's Snake"
Won't last.
He's coaching
No more
Staying at home,
Locking the door.
No more
Waking at dawn
Setting up cones
In the morn.
No more
Planning of drills,
No more tactics
Or skills
No more
Rockleaze to face,
No more
Going home in disgrace.
He gave it
everything he's got,
Which ended up
quite a lot.
So say thank you
To Si
Shake his hand
And wave goodbye.
And he thinks
There's no more,
But we'll leave
open the door ...
I'm not surrendering yet ...
I'm just waiting for one of those cool Foxes jackets...
Isn't that offside over there ?
Awww, one big happy family...
Comedy sidekick ... Geoffrey and Bungle.
"Don't touch these poles, I spent all morning setting them up !"
The secret to how we bring so much stuff, unfortunately Chris has to pull it out of my bum ...
You're going the wrong way ...
Got that jacket I wanted.
"I'll just squeeze one out here, oh no! Ed smelled it !"
Check out the tights boys, they make you run faster ...
I may have said this before ... "PASS MAX !"
The shirt he never wanted ...
Rain or shine .... usually rain.
Getting ready for next season.
And finally, we're a serious club ...
Thanks Si for all your hard work and dedication.
You've done a fantastic job and been an amazing coach.
If you change your mind anytime, you're always welcome to just stick that cool jacket on and set those cones up before we get there ...
No comments:
Post a Comment