Vem gör första målet? Vem är bäst på plan? Vem är mest SUSk? Unt so weiter.
Jag ska ta chansen kan jag lova.
fredag 17 april 2009
Jakten kan börja
Vi har redan utsett Tidernas bästa SUS:are men imorgon får vi alla chansen att ta upp jakten på denna titel för framtida generationer att avgöra. Om vi inte når vägen helt fram så kan vi i alla fall imorgon påverka historiken på något sätt.
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Det vi gör på fotbollsplanen i SUS IF kan komma att eka i evighet här på susfotboll.blogspot.com.
Detta är något att tänka på när man kliver ut på Essinge IPs konstgräs imorgon kl 16.00 (men vi ses där senast en halvtimme innan).
there can be only one!
I don’t know what to say really.
Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives
all comes down to today. Either we heal as a team or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch play by play till we’re finished. We are in hell right now, gentlemen believe me and we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us or we can fight our way back into the light.
We can climb out of hell. One inch, at a time.
You know when you get old in life
things get taken from you. That’s part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches. So is football. Because in either game life or football the margin for error is so small. I mean one half step too late or to early you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow or too fast and you don’t quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They are in ever break of the game every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch. On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch. Cause we know when we add up all those inches that’s going to make the fucking difference between WINNING and LOSING between LIVING and DYING.
I’ll tell you this in any fight it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch.
And I know if I am going to have any life anymore it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch because that is what LIVING is. The six inches in front of your face.
Now I can’t make you do it. You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes. Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because he knows when it comes down to it, you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That’s a team, gentlemen and either we heal now, as a team, or we will die as individuals.
That’s football guys.
That’s all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?
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