Brings a Tear to the Eye

What is a Blade my housemate asked?
Is it a hero from days that are past?
No, I replied, a Blade’s what I am
A football supporter, a true die hard fan.
The team is United, the ground Bramall Lane
The original United, no-one else has that claim.
1889 is the year that the Blades were born,
A new era in football, a new professional dawn.
We won the league title in a bygone day
Four FA cups, the lads could certainly play.
Since then years of heart ache and disastrous feats,
Of just missed promotions and semi-final defeats.
But whatever happens, regardless of the score,
We’ll always support them, always hungry for more.
So don’t expect trophies, promotions or wins,
Just a pint in the Sportsman before the game begins.
Then down to the Lane and a pie at half time
Our hopes raised then dashed, it‘s really a crime.
But you’ll always come back to the beautiful Lane,
Hoping deep down that we’ll triumph again.
If you believe in your heart that your faith will not fade,
Then from now and forever dear, you’ll be a Blade.

Author Unknown (I remember thinking Arthur Unknown was a very clever man in primary school as he wrote over half the hymns in the hymn book).

Highly Amusing