The Boothen End

Britannia Stadiums Boothen End är inte det riktiga Boothen End. Ibland är saknaden efter The Victoria Ground och den klassiska hemmaläktaren större än vanligt. Då kan en dikt av John Bennett säga mer än tusentals ord.

Owd Grandad Piggott

The Boothen End

Draw for me the Boothen
So real I could walk on the grass
Wish me into the picture
Wait while the roof fills with noise
Then join both me and Delilah
To stand once again with the boys

Save me my place on the Boothen
Picture it just like it was
Give me a shirt forever
On the steps where i used to dream
In that corrugated shed of a fortress
Where the crowd became part of the team

They think it´s all over...My Boothen
Why are they inside my head
They were never a part of your picture
They´ll never be a part of my dream
They never stood with us and Delilah
Where the crowd became part of the team

The Victoria Ground (1878-1997) RIP