There's Only One Oliver Gibson

It's no secret that Oliver has been tipped to make his World Cup debut in 2026. Like his hero, the great Dutchman Dennis Bergkamp, he will be exulted by delirious fans who sing his song*:

There's only one Oliver Gibson,
And he's our Oliver Gibson,
Walking along,
Singing this song,
Walking in an Oliver Wonderland!

It doesn't completely roll off the tongue, but then again what football (soccer) song really does? All that really matters is that Oliver's training may well begin tomorrow, on the mean streets of Brooklyn.

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We've been here before: waking early (like children on Christmas morning), anxiously calling the NICU for an update, impatiently waiting for the results of a sleep test to tell us if Oliver can come home. Afraid of being too optimistic but unwilling to let pessimism win. As Yogi would say, it's like deja vu all over again.

It may have been Charlie Brown that saved Christmas, but it's Oliver Gibson Speight that has a chance to save Thanksgiving. If he gets his discharge papers today or tomorrow, the Thanksgiving Turkey will be pardoned and the day of the Pilgrim's feast will be, oh I dunno, THE BEST HOLIDAY IN THE HISTORY OF HOLIDAYS! Otherwise it's going to be:

Holidays That Are Dead To Me

1. Thanksgiving
   

No pressure, young man, but, unless you want to be known as the Preemie that Stole Thanksgiving, I suggest you get your act together... and now!

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* You are probably wondering, thoughtful reader, if the the Big Bloke has been spotted in the NICU singing Oliver Gibson's song. The answer, of course, is "of course!" It has confused some nurses, to say nothing of the other parents.

There is another song, popularly sung in the NYC pubs where the Big Bloke can often be found on Arsenal match days, which goes something like:

Ar-sen-al! Arsenal, Arsenal, Arsenal! Arsenal, Arsenal, Arsenal! Ar-sen-al... AR-SEN-AL!

This song, too, has been modified for the Little Bloke. I will leave it to you, clever reader, to figure out the specific lyrics of this adaptation. No doubt, it will be heard in the NICU all day today.

Go, Oliver, Go!