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Ode to 2003
A grand old gent sits silently
On a balmy overcast day
It?s a once a year occurrence
For the old Morten Bay
There?s a smell in the air
As the faithful appear
The Red and Whites run out
And the crowd begins to cheer
How far will they go
While we wish in our heart
A Grand Final birth
Will they take part
The bounce takes place
They begin to play
After a long six months
The new season is under way
The Lions at Telstra
Our young guns were beat
Cries of the wooden spoon
Heard up and down Flinders Street
A few more weeks
Was Roos? plan to yield
For after all this
Was a year to re build
We came out again
Our pace did not stop
And after round one
We were sitting on top
The next three we lost
Scribes nodded and grinned
We were to play form sides
There was no way we?d win
ANZAC day loomed
To play for the Barrassi Cup
A come from behind win
Surely this was not just luck
Our biggest test yet
The Pies at the Dome
Nicky D kicked the sealer
And we were home
Surely we couldn?t do it twice in two weeks
The lions they would roar
With their tails between their legs
They went home sore
A win and a heart breaking loss
Against Richmond they were back
With the ghosts of the past
We fought for the track
The Bombers at Telstra
We took out the Marn Grook
A victory over the Dogs
You doubters take another look
We had a weeks break
Came back to play for first spot
Melbourne scribes proclaimed
It?s over, they?re not that hot
Back home to the SCG
To play West Coast
After a hard fought game
We were first past the post
A win against St Kilda
And now the team from the opening round
To Optus Oval
Where our Cheer Squad took over the ground
With Freo a win
But the pundits said we?d now fall
For we lost one of out best
With an injury to Ball
A hard fought loss
Again they said our season was dire
But if only we?d had
a truly sighted goal umpire
We celebrated our past
With glitz, glamour and gloss
It was so disappointing
To end up with a loss
To the GABBA we traveled
We believed with heart and soul
We could win for Willo?s 250th
He joined in and kicked the final goal
Now all of Sydney was behind us
The biggest crowd outside Vic
A soul breaking loss
Put us into the thick
Magic did his hammy
And other results went our way
You can?t beat Port at home
We heard the experts say
We finished fourth of eight
We were deemed a semi finals birth
Then OUR boys showed them
And Cressa showed them his shirt
A week to get injuries right
We sold 35,000 tickets the first day
Stand up and take a look
Sydney are on their way
Some say we stumbled at the last
Others say we were lucky to be there
But we know the truth
What they say we don?t care
For Our boys showed the league
All you need is heart and to believe
So just wait until next year
To see what Roos has up his sleeve
A grand old gent sits silently
On a balmy overcast day
It?s a once a year occurrence
For the old Morten Bay
There?s a smell in the air
As the faithful appear
The Red and Whites run out
And the crowd begins to cheer
How far will they go
While we wish in our heart
A Grand Final birth
Will they take part
The bounce takes place
They begin to play
After a long six months
The new season is under way
The Lions at Telstra
Our young guns were beat
Cries of the wooden spoon
Heard up and down Flinders Street
A few more weeks
Was Roos? plan to yield
For after all this
Was a year to re build
We came out again
Our pace did not stop
And after round one
We were sitting on top
The next three we lost
Scribes nodded and grinned
We were to play form sides
There was no way we?d win
ANZAC day loomed
To play for the Barrassi Cup
A come from behind win
Surely this was not just luck
Our biggest test yet
The Pies at the Dome
Nicky D kicked the sealer
And we were home
Surely we couldn?t do it twice in two weeks
The lions they would roar
With their tails between their legs
They went home sore
A win and a heart breaking loss
Against Richmond they were back
With the ghosts of the past
We fought for the track
The Bombers at Telstra
We took out the Marn Grook
A victory over the Dogs
You doubters take another look
We had a weeks break
Came back to play for first spot
Melbourne scribes proclaimed
It?s over, they?re not that hot
Back home to the SCG
To play West Coast
After a hard fought game
We were first past the post
A win against St Kilda
And now the team from the opening round
To Optus Oval
Where our Cheer Squad took over the ground
With Freo a win
But the pundits said we?d now fall
For we lost one of out best
With an injury to Ball
A hard fought loss
Again they said our season was dire
But if only we?d had
a truly sighted goal umpire
We celebrated our past
With glitz, glamour and gloss
It was so disappointing
To end up with a loss
To the GABBA we traveled
We believed with heart and soul
We could win for Willo?s 250th
He joined in and kicked the final goal
Now all of Sydney was behind us
The biggest crowd outside Vic
A soul breaking loss
Put us into the thick
Magic did his hammy
And other results went our way
You can?t beat Port at home
We heard the experts say
We finished fourth of eight
We were deemed a semi finals birth
Then OUR boys showed them
And Cressa showed them his shirt
A week to get injuries right
We sold 35,000 tickets the first day
Stand up and take a look
Sydney are on their way
Some say we stumbled at the last
Others say we were lucky to be there
But we know the truth
What they say we don?t care
For Our boys showed the league
All you need is heart and to believe
So just wait until next year
To see what Roos has up his sleeve