No Point Post – Overhead, Top Corner

The back post wind, rain an ethereal covering ghost
The beautiful game as a boy kept me sane Kicking a footie ball down the park from the morn until nearly dark
A player is down accidentally stood on his head A Subbuteo Manager’s nightmare brings shivers and dread A substitute is found not quite a match oh well let’s see if he can trap or catch
A childhood lost a memory of joy flicking the player missing the goal Subbuteo hours if not days that beautiful game stole