Poema de Lynn y Fred.

Aquí os dejo un poema escrito por dos hinchas ingleses del Efesé, Lynn y Fred, amigos de nuestro cronista Steve Hibberd, para que veaís hasta donde puede llegar este club, muy pocos equipos tienen aficionados como estos. En cuanto pueda os pondré la traducción para aquellos que como yo, no estamos muy puestos en inglés.

Football Nonsense

Our fanatical football friends Lynn and Fred
(There's no more dedicated it has to be said)
They are there on a sunday rain snow or blow
Cartagena oblige them with a good show
They sit there and watch with the rest of the gang
Who are all speaking and learning more and more slang
Steve our reporter with pen at the ready
Sends out the vibes saying "go nice and steady"
He wants lots to report so the page will be full
A good game we want not one boring and dull

The game starts off with a stupendous roar
Its not long before the ref's a "son of a whore"
The yellow cards rapidly start to appear
Sivi' takes a dive and the ref is severe
"One more Sivi'" he says and thats your lot
The bench you'll go to sit on your bott
There's pushing and shoving and then a loud shout
from where we can see someones landed a clout
But the refs a fair guy and as we all said
The card that appeared was undoubtedly red
A stretcher came on to administer first aid
The player looks injured on the ground he laid
First aid was offered but administered none
A miracle happend the injury was gone

All of a sudden ref whistles half time
The players walk of in a submissive straight line
The fans calm down and the tension plummits
Empanadilla's are out and passed up to the sumit
Everyones quietly munching - there's no animosity
We're amazed at the Spanish and their pure generousity

The next thing we know they are back on the field
Each one of them focused on winning the shield
Our friend in the front shouts out "hijo de puta"
A balls kicked in by the other teams shooter
Never the less we are not dissapointed we have no fear
We can relax and go home after a nice cold beer
Los Albinegros have done us proud once again
A good game was played by all of our men
Our scarves are out waving 2 - 1 is the score
We hooligans shouting "there was room for some more
"On the journey back we discuss game and the card which was red
But content and pleased we all are especially our Fred
The scarves put away neatly for two weeks again
Till there' out again waving our black and white men

Cartagena we stay faithfull and we love you still
But the chances you had score should be six nil.

By Lizzie