Stop soccer, start tennis?
Today, I played a soccer game. And the referee has been one the worst ever seen in years. Well, I suppose I was also too pissed off to be very objective about it, but anyway, when at 2 minutes of the end of the game, I decided to get out in order to not go too far with my words, a song came on my mind. Strangely, there are two versions of this song, one hard rock and one acoustic. But this is the acoustic version which came on my mind, as peaceful as was my day before this football game. The song is from the french band Dionysos and is called Mc Enroe's poetry, in refrence to the tennis player John Mc Enroe who was famous for his talent as well as his expulsions for insulting referees. It goes like this:I feel like John Mc Enroe
When he puts the strings in glow
John Mc Enroe !
My name is John Mc Enroe
Do you know my poetry ?
It will be written with blood
With the blood of the bad referies
My tennis bag smells like gun smoke
And there's no tennis stuff anymore
There's only strange books big maps
And a picture of a girl with a strawberry face
John Mc Enroe
My name is John Mc Enroe
Do you know my poetry?
The rest of the week end was perfect. And I like Seattle's people, they rock!
written by lolo/ @ 20:27
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