One Day My Son...

What thoughts race through the mind of a little boy as he watches his favourite football team,
Step out of the tunnel to huge applause onto St James' Park's mown grass so green?
Does it fill his heart to bursting point and fill his sleeping head with dreams?
Is it him that he sees coming from out of the tunnel to the sound of 52 000 fans screams?

Cares

mugoob mugoo ;)