Snag Breac
Brownlow Medallist
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- Oct 16, 2007
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- Collingwood
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- Team Tibet
From that renowned Collingwood barracker, Rudyard Kippling:
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 aim true and don’t lean back when kicking
Put ball to boot and strongly kick that goal
Then we’re a chance to give the Cats a licking,
And Smally will be a happy little foal.
If you can run and mark and kick a little faster;
If you can score whenever you take aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can force your legs and heart and sinew
To serve their turn long after they are gone,
And keep your feet when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to you: 'Hold on!'
If you can please the crowd and keep your focus,
Or take on Ling - nor lose that magic touch,
if neither foes nor feral fans can hurt you,
If all games count with you, but none too much;
If you can bear that anxious goal-square minute,
And hold your nerve when it's time to make your run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - we'll win a flag, you gun!
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 aim true and don’t lean back when kicking
Put ball to boot and strongly kick that goal
Then we’re a chance to give the Cats a licking,
And Smally will be a happy little foal.
If you can run and mark and kick a little faster;
If you can score whenever you take aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can force your legs and heart and sinew
To serve their turn long after they are gone,
And keep your feet when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to you: 'Hold on!'
If you can please the crowd and keep your focus,
Or take on Ling - nor lose that magic touch,
if neither foes nor feral fans can hurt you,
If all games count with you, but none too much;
If you can bear that anxious goal-square minute,
And hold your nerve when it's time to make your run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - we'll win a flag, you gun!
Good luck Trav.
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