’Twas the dawn of a decade,

’Twas the start of something new,

We gaze forward to the future,

But we can look back too.

Many things have occurred,

Through the ten years we part,

And so, please enjoy ‘The Teenies’,

As we commence at the start.

Twenty-Ten was brought in,

With much hilarity,

There had simply been something,

That Chris Kamara didn’t see.

To be fair to the man,

It was a stalemate draw,

Yet the event that was missed;

A dismissal of Vanden Borre.

The next year brought us shock,

And United fans’ top pick,

During the Manchester derby,

Came Rooney’s bicycle kick.

The cross from Nani,

Slight deflection from Zabaleta,

It’s safe to say Wayne,

Couldn’t have done any better.

Twenty-Twelve isn’t difficult;

The highlight in every case,

Is surely the last goal,

In the thrilling title race.

It’s an iconic sporting moment,

On a par with The Bolero,

A title won on the final hit,

By Sergio Aguero.

A year on in the league,

There’s a fair bit to mention,

What with Fergie’s retirement,

to enjoy his pension.

Goal of the decade perhaps,

That made a lot of people jolly,

Was the mind boggling shot;

Van Persie’s wonder-volley.

Twenty-Fourteen came in,

And with Steven Gerrard’s slip,

Came the loss of the title,

From Liverpool’s tiny blip.

That wasn’t the only shock,

There were further ones still,

Germany gave us the crazy

Seven — One over Brazil.

Then Chelsea won the league,

They cruised out of range,

But the highlight of ‘fifteen,

Was something quite strange.

Nigel Pearson told a reporter,

Who offered a helping hand,

“You must be an ostrich,

Your head is in the sand.”

As the New Year began,

We welcomed Twenty-Sixteen,

And with it came the rise,

Of the most surprising team.

Ranieri’s Leicester boys,

Spurred on by locals’ chants,

Went on to win the title,

Leaving Gary in his pants.

Then Kante set the record,

Victorious with Chelsea,

He won The Prem with two clubs;

Both consecutively.

In Spain we had the battle,

For the priceless Ballon D’or.

Yet Ronaldo just pipped Messi,

Despite him scoring fifty-four.

‘Eighteen was a busy year,

Not least for legend Pep,

He finished with one-hundred points,

The first historic step.

For the reds in North London,

Wenger ‘out’ was announced,

And Real Madrid beat Europe;

The third time on the bounce.

Football nearly came home,

With Southgate’s England crew,

But losing in the semi’s,

Was pretty heartbreaking too.

Most recently in the league,

Liverpool lost by just the one,

When Guardiola’s team,

Simply turned the style on.

The Champions League brought tension,

With Tottenham going far,

Beating City in a game,

Overshadowed by VAR.

Yet Liverpool were the victors,

To make it their sixth time,

Trent’s corner versus Barca,

Was simply sublime.

And so to this season,

Which isn’t lacking drama,

While the table’s fairly hectic,

Klopp could not be any calmer.

Looking forward to this decade,

Here’s something I’ll forecast:

It’s bound to be a good one,

If it’s anything like the last.

By Joe Hill

Twitter: @joehill96

Edited By Katherine Guerrero