An exercise in creative writing: I took the lyrics to "Rabbit and the Rooster" by The Lawrence Arms and reworked it thinking about the Philadelphia Union with references to the Atlanta match from a few weeks ago:

Oh my stars and red cards

What a great time we will have

Athletic activity all the bloody way

Fuck that forgetful ref

We’ll never see him again

Get out of our way

Cuz today is our day

Rip it up, rip it up

Kick, kick, kick

I didn’t sleep nine hours last night for my health

I’m trying, I’m trying to perfect my first touch

To cut down on mental lapses and mistakes

I’ve got a few good years left in me, boy

Then it’s time to retire and grow a spare tire

And with lead legs I shall fall flat down, out of breath

No, I will not dive tonight

I will not dive tonight

Oh my stars and yellow cards

What a great time we will have

Athletic activity all the bloody way

Fuck that Romanian ref

We’ll never see him again

Get out of our way

Cuz today is our day

I’m not into tackling and worrying if studs are up

I’d rather kinda crash into the box

And split those two defenders, then take that goalie one-on-one

C’mon, let’s go

Do the long throw

Oh my stars and red cards

What a great time we will have

Athletic activity all the bloody way

Fuck that overweight ref

We’ll never see him again

Get out of our way

Cuz today is our day

There are visitors in the corner

And our friends in the River End

We’ll never leave them behind

We don’t have all night

To get above that red line

Tomorrow I may get cut

But today our day

Today is our day

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-DOOP

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-DOOP

Whoah. . . .