This poem is just my opinion as a disgruntled TFC fan.
From YouTube the announcement
No Bloody Big Deal?
Strumming our pain
With lots of firings
No coach, no underlings
Gone with the stoke of a pen
Ryan Nelson has departed
Dafoe will leave?
Bradley next?
We wait and see
We wait and see
What bloody big deal?
The Brits aren't spitting out their tea
They're saying told you so
Didn't I say it wouldn’t last?
They turn to their mate
And demand
And demand
You owe me a fiver
After all
After all
What do Canucks know?
About football?
It seems all we're good for
is filling the seats
So we cheer who cares?
Not the MLSE
Just pay your money and go
They don't want your opinion
They'll do as we please
After all it's about the bottom line
It seems all we're good for
is filling the seats
So we cheer who cares?
Not the MLSE
Just pay your money and go
They don't want your opinion
They'll do as we please
After all it's about the bottom line
Toronto fans crying in their beer
Wondering
Wondering
Where is the bloody big deal?
We all were
sold?
Why do they always
Take loyalty for granted
Why betray the fans?
We’re hoping for playoffs
Instead we get sackings
Tears and emotional pain
Is there a chance now?
The battle cry
The battle cry
Because the playoffs are
The bloody big deal
For unwavering loyalty
Toronto FC fans
Portray, all season
Bleeding red
Bleeding red
Till the last game
We'll cheer them on
And feel the pain
As the season ends
And feel the pain
As the season ends
©Sheilagh Lee August 31, 2014
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