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May 4, 2008 8:02:16 GMT
Post by Pedropotter on May 4, 2008 8:02:16 GMT
IF you can keep your head when in 2nd place When others are losing and blaming it on your style, If you can trust your team when all men doubt them, And make allowance for the doubters stupidity; If you can wait in a long queue and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about by the media, don't deal in lies, Or being hated by the Vale, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good or flashy, nor talk too wise: If you can dream of the Premiership - and not make dreams your master; If you can think of nothing but the Potters - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Leicester and Hull And beat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the Boothen sing Songs twisted by happy fools, Or watch the lads come from behind, With stylish Fulleresque type goals:
If you can make one heap of all your earnings And risk it on one winning result, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve the boys in red and white, And so sing on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can sing with the boothen and keep your voice, ' Or walk with the John Smiths - 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 90 minutes With sixty seconds' worth of goalscoring ecstacy, Yours is the Britannia and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Stokie, my son!
Go on Stoke - take us to the promised land.
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May 4, 2008 8:03:29 GMT
Post by dresdenstokie on May 4, 2008 8:03:29 GMT
karma pal nice read
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May 4, 2008 8:13:32 GMT
Post by luke45 on May 4, 2008 8:13:32 GMT
good stuff pedro, have some karma
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