Dobroho dnya, shanovni shanuvalnyky spyrtu... sportu!
S'ohodni harna pohoda dlya hry v snizky, ale my hrayemo v futbol!
Poky hravci rozmynayut'sya, roztyrayut' m’yazy kremamy, smetanoyu i palcyamy, a trenery cheshut' yazykamy, perebyrayuchy chervoni, zovti, zeleni kartky, my predstavlyayemo komandy.
U pravomu kutku polya skuchkuvalys' nashi: Vasi, Pyeti, Koli, Sashi. Vsi v trusach v horoshok, struyovi bucy na bosu nohu, baba Lyuba dov’yazuye syetku na vorota, vizazyst domalovuye pole...

U livomu z kutku – yichni. Ne pereplutayte: vony s'ohodni v livych kytays'kych kedach, smuhastych hetrach i turec'kych svetrach!..
Prolunav pronyzlyvyi svystok arbitra i... zachrustily chipsy! Pershyi pidchopyv m’yach, peredav druhomu, druhyi tret'omu i tak dali! Do trynadcyatoho! Nebezpechnyi moment: m’yach bilya vorit!..

Hoooooool! Fih! Shtanha!..

Chrustily chipsy,
Teklo rikoyu pyvo,
A my sydily na dyvani
I chekaly dyvo!
Pruzyny hoydaly,
Divchata oykaly,
Zubamy cokaly,
Horlyanky hukaly:
Hol-davay-hol-davay-hol-davay-VAY!
Hol-davay-hol-davay-hol-davay-HOL!
Hol-davay-hol-davay-hol-davay-VAY!
Hol-davay-hol-davay-hol-davay-HOL!

Hoooooool! Fih! Shtanha!..