There can be only one.

The Buxted crew, are champions true,
Our rightful place is clear,
The series done and now has come,
The open to close the year,

We’ll set the test and best the best,
From far away and home,
Come one, come all, we’ll watch you fall,
And make the day our own,

Give your best, we ask no less,
The goal is very clear,
Of those who strive, just one must rise,
The champion of the year.

AGM2009


arf!