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This poem was inspired by the memory of the finest group of goal line defenders ever to wear a Saints uniform...
For these men the score was immaterial, there was only a job to do, protect every blade of grass in front of the goal line from intrusion.
"They were the Dome Patrol"......
There was a time, there was a day
when savage instincts ruled the field
without mercy did those gladiators play
they gave not ground, nor did they yield...
The turf was their kingdom, was their home...
They guarded it against foes, patrolled the Dome.
Copyright 2011 by [email protected]
For these men the score was immaterial, there was only a job to do, protect every blade of grass in front of the goal line from intrusion.
"They were the Dome Patrol"......
There was a time, there was a day
when savage instincts ruled the field
without mercy did those gladiators play
they gave not ground, nor did they yield...
The turf was their kingdom, was their home...
They guarded it against foes, patrolled the Dome.
Copyright 2011 by [email protected]