Summertime

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Summertime - by me

Summertime and the winnin' is easy
Dogs are burnin' up the track, we're gonna fly
Forwards are scoring and our mids are explosive
The others can’t match us, don't even try

The ladder predictor
Can’t see us losin'
With Hunter on the wing
And Marra leaping so high
Till the start of the season
Nobody can beat us
With Bontempelli in the side

Summertime and the winnin' is easy
Bruce is jumping, with his new BMI
Oh, and Astro’s fit (Astro’s fit)
And Bailey Smith is good lookin' (Bailey Smith is good lookin'')
The others can’t match us, don't even try



Songwriters: Ira Gershwin / George Gershwin / Dubose Heyward
 

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You might have started a summertime monster Fos. This is what you have inspired me to do:

In The Summertime
(with acknowledgements, and apologies, to Ray Davies)


I believe - I ain't no pagan,
We've recruited Ugle-Hagan
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
From the Pies we took Treloar,
Josh Bruce goals we need much more
To help us win on sunny afternoons.

Save us, save us, save us from this squeeze.
Enough now Tigers, let us win one please.
Easton Wood will play so pleasantly,
J J has power in his knees
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
In the summertime,
In the summertime.

We'll win the flag, I have no fears,
Cos it's been twenty-eight doggie years
Since that golden sunny afternoon.
And Naughton's hot to trot,
With Bont and Libba we've got the lot,
To help us win on sunny afternoons.

Watch us, watch us, watch us sail away
With the premiership cup on a bright September day.
Bailey Smith will play so pleasantly,
Macrae is winning lots of frees,
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
In the summertime,
In the summertime.


 
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You might have started a summertime monster Fos. This is what you have inspired me to do:

In The Summertime
(with acknowledgements, and apologies, to Ray Davies)


I believe - I ain't no pagan,
We've recruited Ugle-Hagan
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
From the Pies we took Treloar,
Josh Bruce goals we need much more
To help us win on sunny afternoons.

Save us, save us, save us from this squeeze.
Enough now Tigers, let us win one please.
Easton Wood will play so pleasantly,
J J has power in his knees
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
In the summertime,
In the summertime.

We'll win the flag, I have no fears,
Cos it's been twenty-eight doggie years
Since that golden sunny afternoon.
And Naughton's hot to trot,
With Bont and Libba we've got the lot,
To help us win on sunny afternoons.

Watch us, watch us, watch us sail away
With the premiership cup on a bright September day.
Bailey Smith will play so pleasantly,
Macrae is winning lots of frees,
To help us win on sunny afternoons.
In the summertime,
In the summertime.



Nice one! You had me worried with the 28 *doggy* years line for a sec! :p
 
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That clip is a classic worbod [and what a great song]. I must have seen it before but didn't recall that they did it in the snow and mist hehe. Reminds me of our French teacher who was a Pom - we had an old classroom with no heating and it was friggin freezing in the middle of winter and he would respond to our complaints by saying it was like a Beautiful English Soomers Day :p
 
That clip is a classic worbod [and what a great song]. I must have seen it before but didn't recall that they did it in the snow and mist hehe. Reminds me of our French teacher who was a Pom - we had an old classroom with no heating and it was friggin freezing in the middle of winter and he would respond to our complaints by saying it was like a Beautiful English Soomers Day :p

So, your French teacher was a Pom who pronounced certain words peculiarly. It wasn't this guy was it?

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The French teacher was a funny guy, not very aware of what was going on. We had a cupboard up the front of the room with a trap door in it so kids would go in there and climb out through the trapdoor then go round and come back in through the entrance door during his classes. Amusing :p
 
The French teacher was a funny guy, not very aware of what was going on. We had a cupboard up the front of the room with a trap door in it so kids would go in there and climb out through the trapdoor then go round and come back in through the entrance door during his classes. Amusing :p

This reminds me of the Ram in the Cupboard story from Would I Lie To You.

 
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This reminds me of the Ram in the Cupboard story from Would I Lie To You.


Hah I reckon if we had any wandering rams we could have gone with that :D :D The teacher's nickname was 'Suss' so let's say there were some strong similarities with that story!
 

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