Mass, Dunk, Shed and Mike speak about all things football.

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Send us a textHe rolls up the lane at a quarter to nine,Flat cap tilted, feelin' mighty fine,A latte in hand, not your average brew,Got a shine on his boots and a Barbour too.Used to milk the herd when the dawn was grey,Now he's dealin' calves in a classier way,No muck on his chinos, no straw in his hair,You'll smell Chanel before you see him there!

Send us a textOh up in Turra, wind blawin' free,Lives a loon tighter than the Dee,If ye buy a round, he'll vanish fast,He's still on the pint he bought last!