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[Fenham Mag]

 

1:20 onwards

[Pilko]

http://www.humorscore.com/videos/The_Simpsons_Videos/The_Simpsons_-_Soccer_Riot

 

"Fast kickin', low scorin' and ties? You bet!"

[mrmojorisin75]

http://www.humorscore.com/videos/The_Simpsons_Videos/The_Simpsons_-_Soccer_Riot

 

"Fast kickin', low scorin' and ties? You bet!"

 

YES!! well played - there's hundreds of kids in the tyneside area right now saying "dad, how come you never took us to a football match?"

 

they're all season ticket holders! 

[Ash]

I want to see this from Steven Taylor:

 

[LoveItIfWeBeatU]

I can't stand Shakespeare but I hope Shearer comes out with a modern version of this to the team on Sunday: -

 

 

To paraphrase "He that has no stomach for this fight can leave. We would not want to fight in his company"

[Dr Venkman]

 

ahahahahahaaaaaa, genius

[nobby_solano]

i've just bought the mike bassett tv series on dvd cos of that 

i somehow missed every episode on tv and didn't realise it had been released on dvd until about 10 mins ago. go ebay!

[Ash]

i've just bought the mike bassett tv series on dvd cos of that 

i somehow missed every episode on tv and didn't realise it had been released on dvd until about 10 mins ago. go ebay!

 

 

I've just watched Mike Bassett England Manager. Might watch the TV series later. Sent a shiver down my spine at times, just reminds me so much of Sunday.

[sparta]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFNeBRc7W7s&feature=related

 

fits shearers "be on the spot" program

[Luc]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFNeBRc7W7s&feature=related

 

fits shearers "be on the spot" program

 

Like you got a pair!!

[Mike]

I can't stand Shakespeare but I hope Shearer comes out with a modern version of this to the team on Sunday: -

 

 

To paraphrase "He that has no stomach for this fight can leave. We would not want to fight in his company"

 

I've always loved the end of that speech.

[La Parka]

A bit of poetry.

 

If

 

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

 

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

[Spider Jerusalem]

 

Always sounds good follwed by Aces High.

 

[Greg]

A bit of poetry.

 

If

 

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

 

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8TNtU0_0_c

[La Parka]

Thanks greg. Love that poem.

[ElDiablo]

[nobby_solano]

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Mason!

 

 

that almost ended up being a manson hehehe