A familiar tune with football references.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Sing up all you football loving carol singers and let,s hear it for the lads.

Courtesy of the BBC Sport:-

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Alternative Christmas carol

International football | England

by Chris Charles - BBC Sport 21 December 2006

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AWAY IN A STRANGE LAND(With apologies to Away in a Manger)

Away in a strange land

A Frenchman saw red

When midfield God Zizou

Brought down his bald head

Floodlights in the bright sky

Shone down on his dome

As Marco cried buckets

And ZZ went home.

Away in a strange land

A nod and a wink

Put paid to Wayne Rooney

And caused a great stink

Ronaldo was heckled

From Oxford to Crewe

But Fergie played cupid

To fix Ron and Roo.

Away in a strange land

Three yellows were shown

And all to the same bloke

So Graham Poll went home

Back in his own country

Poll thought he’d be king

But everyone hammered

The poor Thing from Tring.

Away in a strange land

The WAGS hit the town

Ignoring their menfolk

To let their hair down

The champagne was guzzled

The shops were cleared out

They all wore the trousers

Of that there’s no doubt

Back home in old blighty

The inquests began

As Sven put his feet up

And topped up his tan

Big Mac took the baton

With Tel on the staff

They’ve promised us great things

They’re having a laugh.

I've shown you mine, now let's see your festive sporting efforts. Happy Christmas one and all!

I,ll second that " Happy Christmas and may you all stay safe " fellow T.V members

Enjoy the season, both of them

marshbags

Once in Royal Stamford Bridge,

By a lowly cattle SHED,

Came eleven title chasers,

Merry men, all dressed in red.

"We will beat you" said their leader,

In your team, we have no fear,

We have Rooney, Giggs and Saha,

I know truly, this is our year.

But who's this? The crowd are baying,

Emerging from the gathering fog,

Shining lights and trumpets blowing,

Hail, all hail, Almighty Drog.

Following in the great mans footsteps,

A team that made United wrench,

No Robben,Cole,Shev or Ballack,

Don't need them, they're on the bench.

And so they played for eighty minutes,

He's hit the post. Unlucky Scholes,

Just ten left, all to play for,

The match had all, except for goals.

Then a through ball, from John Terry,

United defence in twain was split,

And at the end, Almighty Drohgba,

The target he was sure to hit.

The crowd stood up, the ball flew in,

The roof was raised by such a cheer,

And so ended Uniteds challange.

HAVE TO TRY AGAIN NEXT YEAR.

Once in Royal Stamford Bridge,

By a lowly cattle SHED,

Came eleven title chasers,

Merry men, all dressed in red.

"We will beat you" said their leader,

In your team, we have no fear,

We have Rooney, Giggs and Saha,

I know truly, this is our year.

But who's this? The crowd are baying,

Emerging from the gathering fog,

Shining lights and trumpets blowing,

Hail, all hail, Almighty Drog.

Following in the great mans footsteps,

A team that made United wrench,

No Robben,Cole,Shev or Ballack,

Don't need them, they're on the bench.

And so they played for eighty minutes,

He's hit the post. Unlucky Scholes,

Just ten left, all to play for,

The match had all, except for goals.

Then a through ball, from John Terry,

United defence in twain was split,

And at the end, Almighty Drohgba,

The target he was sure to hit.

The crowd stood up, the ball flew in,

The roof was raised by such a cheer,

And so ended Uniteds challange.

HAVE TO TRY AGAIN NEXT YEAR.

nice one fc.

i like.

mourino are you listening

keep our trophy glistening

we will be back in may to take it away

walking in a fergie wonderland.

if you watched vila v utd was sung very loud in the 2 nd half.