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If, ifs and ands were pots and pans, beggars would ride.
I don't live in in Melbourne but will be hoping for a Collingwood win Friday night.if we beat essendon will anybody be going to the G to cheer on the lions?
I’d actually prefer the tigers to win, and the hawks to win. Geelong win and we finish 4th and meet the cats in a HOME qualifing final
Be nice to get a modicum of revenge by knocking the Bears off in the Granny.I despise Brisbane (2002, 2003). When they beat us in those Grannys their fans were shocking.
But we need them to win, so yeah I’ll be in their corner.
Would I go in order to cheer them on? No way.
Just the thought of being in a Richmond - Brisbane crowd makes me ill.
Not wrong that would be some sweet revenge right thereBe nice to get a modicum of revenge by knocking the Bears off in the Granny.
That Rudyard bloke stole that from Grandpa Simpson.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 impostors 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 worn-out 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 breathe 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!
Rudyard Kipling
Oh goodness, you made me do the thing in the pants. Where's the Kleenex?Be nice to get a modicum of revenge by knocking the Bears off in the Granny.
That or Geelong and listen to Chris Scott whinge about it, can’t stand that prick.Be nice to get a modicum of revenge by knocking the Bears off in the Granny.