I was under the impression that your club spent to the cap - even though you couldn't afford it. My error.
seemed rather pointless to me.
Anyway - here's to a great game today. Hope it's a good show.
Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me
Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,
In the moon that is always rising,
Nor that riding to sleep
I should hear him fly with the high fields
And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.