Rule no.1 of leading a terrace singalong: have a voice that is deeper than Aled Jones.
By the time he got to the second T he must have had an inkling that he was going to have to get through this on his own.
But credit to the boy, he kept going to the end, with dogs across Burton Latimer pricking up their ears at some of the top notes.
Imagine how embarrassing that must feel. Especially when someone else immediately starts the same chant and everyone joins in.