Everyone has one of those songs that just speaks to you. For you Alex, it’s Wheels On The Bus.

While it’s nice for the wipers to go swish, swish, swish, and the windows to go up and down, and the people to go bumpity-bump, we all know the best part.

Those wheels. The ones that go round and round, round and round, round and round and round and round.

This isn’t about reciting lyrics, this is about how those lyrics mean something, and how soccer shows it.

See the wheels aren’t the only thing that go round and round. Often in life you’ll find What goes around comes around.

You can see it in a pair of popular bus related metaphors in soccer.

Over 15 years ago an egotistical coach bemoaned opponents “parking the bus”. In other words he loathed the overly defensive style, the strategy that packed defenders in front of goal to blockade attacks.

But since what goes around comes around, he has become one of the most ardent bus parkers in all soccer. It won him multiple domestic and continental trophies.

And as it goes around and around again, that strategy lost its effectiveness. That coach lost his magic touch and trust of his players. Perhaps it will go around again…but only time will tell.

Meanwhile, the coach of our local XI has an unpleasant tendency to throw players under the bus.

Rather than reflect on his failures, or others successes, it’s always someone else’s fault. Usually a player, if not writers, or the fans.

It’s aggravating to hear. It’s frustrating to hear a leader blame others, including young athletes trying their best, writers doing their job, or fans without any control in the outcome. But it doesn’t seem to stop.

Until, of course, what goes around, comes around

It will, after all. Like the wheels on the bus go round and round, the wheels of karma do too. When he departs, he’ll have to shoulder the blame. Even if he tries to shirk it, players, press, and fans, will return the favor in tossing him under the bus.

The wheels on the bus go round and round. The wheels of fate go round and round. Know that what is great now, may be pain soon, and great again before long. Maybe that’s not the point of that toddler song, but I’m fried and it makes sense to me.

If I try to do this with the name game song, send for help.