Season 2006-07 Result

	Arsenal	1-1	Newcastle United
	T.Henry 70.  F.Fabregas.		K.Dyer 30.
	Date: 18/11/2006  Venue: Arsenal Stadium  Competition: Premiership
	Crowd: 60,058

	Match Report	Submitted on 26/11/2006 by The Carrville Limekick Society

In keeping with the message board trend To be poets we would like to pretend This Arsenal report Is not very short And its limericks from the start to the end. Here goes……… The alarm went off at 6.11, To be at the station for 7, It was damp, cold and bleak, So Passy set out to seek, A bandit - and he was in heaven! To say we're all on the same train was a lie, However we thought we should try, But eight got kicked off, At the Darlington Stop, Which is where we met Barry Fry. At Darlington what should we do? Roy decided to neck a few, But when the train rolled in, Roy’d had more than one tin, And Passy won some money back too. Now Roy will stand out in a crowd And Chrissy is ever so proud Of his fat baldy dad Who is ever so mad And when he's drunk is ever so loud O’Niells, Kings Cross for opening time This was were we decided to dine Very soon George found His ‘All Day’ for six pound Arrived so late that he ate half of mine!

Durham station, 7am.	Darlington station, 8am.
Barry Fry – Carrville Mag?	A winning streak? Darlo station.
O’Niells, Kings Cross.

In O’Neill’s Passy ordered some bait He was worried when the waiter was late “Where’s my sausage Baguette?” (He was starting to fret) It turned out it was on Gary’s plate The food in O’Niells it was very good So Chrissy and Craig did what they should An All Day Breakfast Was devoured quite fast But Craig had never before tasted Black Pud. On the tube the Gooners would scoff Saying The Toon are heading for the drop Their mouths were soon closed And they covered their nose When Generous Eric let a stink bomb off. To Dirk we would like to say 'Danka', Cos he's certainly not a Kraut w******, For old punks it's a dream, To say they have been, To The Islington Hope & Anchor! The Emirates Stadium is tidy and neat With loads of room and a cushioned seat But its not a lie £5 for a pie That contained far more gravy than meat. We genuinely thought that we’d score naught While having a football lesson taught We were in good voice Did we have any choice? But to give The Toon our best ever support. Martins played an exquisite through pass That Dyer was onto in a flash We all held our breath As the ball hit the net And Dirk slipped and ended up on his ass.

Took all day to come.	Hope & Anchor. Who won the cup?

Hope & Anchor. Who won the war?	The crew – The Hope & Anchor.
Hope & Anchor.

‘We’ve got Kieron Dyer…’ we started to shout ‘Pogo for The Toon’ and we jumped about It was hard to take in We could even win As we were beating the mighty Arsenal one nowt. Inevitably the Arsenal would score Still, we’d settle for a score draw Another great Given save Prompted a Mexican wave And we defended like never before. You should have seen the smile on our faces We left the ground singing ‘Blaydon Races’ To the Drayton Park Just a short walk And we’d moved up the league by two places. Now was the time to sing and celebrate Our draw at the new Emirates was great We had plenty of time For beer and wine As our train did not leave ‘till half eight. Craig was pulled from the Drayton Park bar The coppers asked if he had come from afar “Someone like you has been missed, Is it you, are you pissed?" “No, I’m allowed, ring up, ask me da” Another short journey on the tube train Back to King’s Cross for more of the same The Cockneys were mad The smell was so bad As Eric had dropped another stink bomb again. At King's Cross we all went for a stroll, To help celebrate Dyer's great goal, We found a good bar, Beat didn't see the car, Or the protruding scaffolding pole.

‘Get in!’	‘Gannin aleng The Scotswood Road…’

	Coxhoe Mags.

Now your never gonna believe this Passy and Kirky were busting for a pi$$ And their poor friend Beat Was knocked off his feet By a pole that you that you just couldn't miss. In the pub we listened to Paul Weller, Whilst watching a very drunk fella, He fell twice on the floor, Then opened the door, And fell head first down into the cellar! We all know that Smike likes his bait, But he's turning into a light-weight, On the train coming back, He missed all the crack, He fell asleep before half past eight. On the train there was no flag to unfurl, So Passy entertained us with ‘Young Girl’. Gary necked more than a few, Out-sang the Doncaster crew, While Smike went to the bog for a hurl. Eric sat next to Carl who’s from Crook But the coppers, they must have mistook Carl got kicked off at York And went for a very long walk While Eric couldn’t believe his good luck. Chrissies & Craig needed another good feed More cold beer was all that Roy needs They were all in a hurry For Snakebite & Curry But we were diverted via Wakefield & Leeds. To conclude we have really got to say That we all had a tremendous day More of the same In the next game And The Toon will be well on the way.

The Drayton Park.

	Somewhere at Kings Cross.
The train coming back.

This novel match report we’re sure you’ll applaud Just like we did when Kieron Dyer scored Can you write a rhyme? If so, find the time And get it posted onto the message board.