A cold December afternoon,
To Sudbury Shannocks trekked,
And battled for three points more
That, with class, we'd collect!
The only ground in this league
With, on show - a score-board,
That, soon we would put to work
And tire out... rest assured!
After bossing the first half,
(Sud's keeper making saves),
The tide roared, and with a crash
Break free did Shezza's waves!
Post-break goals galore landed,
As Shannocks came alive,
A cool, low strike from Haylett
Was the first of our... five!
A class spin and shot next up
From Wilson made it two,
Right on the edge of the box,
As his hunger did brew!
James Wilson's electric pace
Caused Sud's keeper to fret,
And bring him down for a pen...
Step up Boyce: Burst the net!!
Abbo ran the hosts ragged,
The scoreboard - in full flow,
Knackered as the "VISITORS"
Numbers would only grow!
Connor Kerry - down the right
With ball glued to his feet,
Crossed with pace and vision, which
Wilson - on fire - did meet!
Wenn came on for his debut,
And Wilson was not done,
In this mood, with his pure skill
He will score goals for fun!
His hat-trick was soon complete,
Kerry bombed down the right,
And zipped in a cracking ball
That James smashed out of sight!
No chance for the keeper, who
Himself had a good game;
But, with Shannocks in this mood:
No other side shall tame!
What a shift from the whole team
To bounce back in this style;
Watching our lads get stuck in -
Is worth driving each mile!
A sizzling performance, and
Mike Bacon's passion flowed,
Bring on Tangerines next week...
We're in Diss-mantling mode!