No more excuses, no more fancy lines about improvement or about taking chances. Forget the hogwash of what has gone on already. We need a win. We need to belt the daylights (scoreboard belt) out of the Hwks and start to resurrect this season.
We need to come on and play an inspiring first quarter and take the game by the scruff of the neck and hold it that way for a whole damn four quarters!
It will be hard, two road trips will test the boys ability to explode out of the blocks but we'll ring some changes, add some pace and some spice (Eddie!!!!!) and we'll come out firing on all cylinders.
Otherwise stuff this season, stuff the whole damn Indian summer glory of it! It's back to slogging it out with the other toad fishies, all bloated bullshit, all froth and bubble and a few little squeaks but little else!
So come on lads, stuff the down heads, stuff the stats about missed opportunities, stuff Fev's or Lance's or anyone elses errors or absences or misses...
Just run out next week and play the friggin game as we know you can!!!!!!!!!!!
Take those wee and poos and drive them into the ground, drive in so deep it will take them a month of sundays to find their way back out again.
Forget niceties, or half-baked struts about good efforts, win the friggin game!!! That's all that counts, win the game and the rest will follow. Get yourselves back on track! Beat them, beat them well, score heavily, breathe freely again and you'll find those shakes that are creeping in will disappear overnight.
Just run out there and run riot!
Is that too much to ask?
I think not!
_________________ This type of slight is alien in the more cultured part of the world - Walsh. Its up there with mad dogs, Englishmen and the midday sun!
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