80 MINUTES
The bus is ready,
It's time to load,
Our players and gear,
Will hit the road.
Up the highway,
The Cauldren awaits,
The Titans arrive,
They drive through the gates.
One by one they depart the bus,
Quietly with no fan fare or fuss,
Each have thoughts of their own,
They have a game they must atone.
Into the sheds,
With strapping to be done,
Their bodies are ready,
They're second to none.
Stetching and passing,
Warming up for the game,
It's nearly time,
For a final's claim.
The boys huddle together,
They shake each others hand,
A slap on the back,
United they stand.
The time has come,
Nerves put aside,
They follow each other,
Standing tall as they stride.
The noise is deafening,
The fireworks light the sky,
They run into position,
It's now do or die.
The ref blows the whistle,
Now accomplish your dream,
The next 80 minutes will show,
You are the CHAMPION TEAM!
Go the Titans!