Wolololo Marooni

'Wololololo Marooni ni wanomaa,
Wololololo marooni sisi noma
Wololololo

Wololololo na patchi ni maiti
Wololololo na patch ni maiti
Wololololo

Na hao wamenyamba
Wololololo na hao wamenyamba
Wololololo
Suruali na pasuka
Wololololo suruali na pasuka
wololololo
Na macho kakodoa
Wololololo na macho kakodoa
Wololololo

Well, it used to go that way till some ridiculuos comments
Like
"Na jasho tiririka
Na fimbo kasimama
Na meno kavunjika
Dirisha kavunjika.
blah blah

ELOYA!

I have always wondered what this word means!

A. Eloya eeee Eloyaaa

B ELOYA

A. Eloya aaaa Eloyaaa

B. ELOYA

A. Eloya aaaa

B. EE EE EE, EE EE EE EE ELOYA.

A. Eloya we are winning,

B. ELOYA

A. Eloya they are losing,

B. ELOYA

A. Eloya aaaa

B. EE EE EE EE, EE EE EE EE ELOYA

A. Eloya wanalia,

B.Eloya

A.eloya tunacheka,

B. Eloya

A. Eloya aaa

B. EE EE EE EE, EE EE EE EE ELOYA

A. Eloya ...

Mama Toto Wa!

Mama toto wa!

IYAA

Cheza na sisi

IYAA

Sisi Wabaya!

IYA YA YA, YAYA, IYAA

A toto wa

IYAA

A toto wa

IYAA

A toto wa

IYA YA YA, YAYA, IYAA

Papa paripapa

AHAA

Papa paripapa

AHAA

Papa paripapa

AHAAA E E EEEE, E E EEEE, E E EEEE!

Mabibi makubwa...

Mabibi madogo...

Wote ni mabibi...

Normally said by Patcharians:

Marooni wanyama...

Marooni wanyani...

Wote ni mafala...

Normally said by Chengarians:

Patchi ni wanyama...

Patchi ni wanyani...

Patchi ni mafala...

and it goes on and on and on...

KENYA eeeeee KENYA aaaaaaa

For all of us who had the joy of playing in the Prestigious Prescott Cup and less popular Damu Pevu shield in the 1990s we all recall the good old days of Cheering.

I have been around many of the 'Great Schools of the 90s' recently and feel very sad that good old cheering seems to have disappeared. Watching the Patch Machine vs Mean Maroon game brought great memories of the likes of Edward Omuse, Brian Mbarine and even less popular players like Mark Holi and Charles Cardovilis (more because they played for Saints).

What was clear from the supporters of Prescott teams this year is that most Kenyan Rugby Songs have died and it is the intention of this blog to bring back some of those great songs!

This year at the Safari Sevens (my first one in years) we experiences a new phenomenon: The vuvuzela. With the introduction of the Vuvuzela we may actually see the death of what were great songs that made our Wednesday afternoons worth remembering.

This blog will lead to that not happening.