In the mean time, perhaps this rhyme I came across might help to raise the spirits whilst we’re waiting ...
Our beer Which art in barrels Hallowed be thy drink I will be drunk At home as it is in the local Forgive us this day our daily spillage As we forgive those who spillest against us And lead us not into the practice of Poncy wine tasting And deliver us to the Football League For mine is the blonde The dark and the light For ever and ever