Offsides - Ten Yard Fight

During practice you were always ready

Ran the plays so strong and steady

We pledged that we would tear them apart

But when it counted you lost your heart

We thought you had a tight grip on the ball

They tried to tackle you, you would not fall

But when it counted you lost your grip

The field was dry but you still slipped

You’re offsides!

You can’t defend the things you do

You’re offsides!

We no longer have faith in you

You’re offsides!

You made the choice to leave the crew

You’re offsides!

We can’t even stand the sight of you.