When the Whistle Blows - The Mitchell Brothers

Oi ref!

You blatantly saw his left leg

Clipping Ryan in the box, that’s a red

He was one on one with the keeper

Have a word with the linesman flagging on your left

I mean they should be playing with 10 men

He was well past the line, past defence

What the fuck are they saying?

Come on what’s the delay?

Send him off to the, the bench!

What do you mean he was fucking offside?

Ain’t you flippin opened your eyes?

He was through on the ball

And his right foot to score in the top corner to equalise

Ref he should be taking the spot kick

Are you a fucking alcoholic?

You was metres away, mate give us a break

We don’t take it out of your pocket

That’s fucking out of order ref, how come?

You were quick to book him, what has he done?

What do you mean for dissent and recent comments when?

I was just having some fun

He just shakes his head

And fucking walks away

There’s 10 minutes left

It’s always his way

Every time we’ve met

He’s fucked up the day

Without the referee it’d be a fairer game!

It’s common sense lads, fucking common sense

All the fucking balls stay on offence

Defence, defend, we’ve only got 20 to go till the end

What is the keeper playing at?

Stay on your fucking line, Matt stay on his back!

Fucking tackle!

What do you mean your ankle?

Ref’s pulling your leg, I can see from this angle

That’s not a fucking card.

Fuck off, never!

He’s not fucking hurt, he’s trying to be fucking clever

Hold your tongue Paul son, keep it together

Or that could be you in the fucking black book

And that’s far from a fucking happy look

We dropped down the drain, fancy getting some hooks

Fuck’s sake is he off, or is he off the hook?

Only a fucking caution, nearly had me shook

But a free kick in our direction

Right at the edge of the box we’ll need protection

Oh shit El Guerro takes it in discretion

Come on boys sort out your fucking selection

He places the ball

Then goes takes six steps back

There’s a hole in the wall

Someone please fill the gap

If he fucking scores

I’ll be facing the sack

Not to mention my head in the Sun getting axed

Fucking hell keeper, keep on your toes

He’s gonna swing it up in the corner, here he goes

On your right son, shit I can read his flow

Its curling, its curling, don’t let it go

Oh fuck no.

I fucking knew it

I fucking knew it.

We’ve gone and blew it

At 5 on the clock we had the game in the bag

Was winning the nag, now we’re heading out

Must have had the right idea, we’re scratching our heads in doubt

I’ve gone down the drain, and another round

When me and the lads all meet down the Flushing Dam

2 Minutes left, might as well check the oven now

Who?

Us?

When?

How?

I mean who got fouled?

A fucking penalty, now we’re in with a shout

I can’t believe it, come on Jase do us proud

Come on mate, come on mate, to your left!

To your left mate!

Come on!

You can do it!

What the f' what the' what the fucks wrong with this TV?