In the crisp, bright air,  

Cambridge South takes to the field,  

Hertford stands their ground.  

Harry strikes twice bold,  

Jack’s corner flicks through the crowd,  

A swift three-nil win.  

Pudds, like a Jack Russell,  

Chases every lost cause down,  

Earns man of the match.  

Sam limps off, hamstring tight,  

Yet Mark's aerials soar high and far,  

Impressive and true.  

Matteo resilient, 

Pushed and shoved all over the place,

Best friends with the umpire. 

Scott’s new shoes, very purple, 

Pearson’s new coat, incredible stash, 

Stanley lost his voice. 

Victory resounds loud,  

As cheers echo through the crowd,  

A day to remember.