A Thanksgiving Prayer

[Ox Fox]

Thanks for the warm beer and
the cold pies, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
Leicester guts.

Thanks for a team to despoil
and poison.

Thanks for non-existant cup runs to provide a
modicum of challenge and danger.

Thanks for vast herds of supporters to
exploit and pillage leaving the
bewildered to confusion.

Thanks for false promises on team spirit
and tactical astuteness.

Thanks for the dream of promotion,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.

Thanks for the recognition of our support after the game.

For the warning about going on the pitch,
and the the fake generosity of freezing ticket prices.

For decent match-goin' fans,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.

Thanks for "Keep The Faith" stickers.

Thanks for 10% off in the megastore.

Thanks for the 1884 bar, the pictures around the ground and the
120th anniversary memorabilia.

Thanks for a club where the players may not have any
pride or dignity but thankfully still have their Bentley's
to get back to their mansions safely.

Thanks for a manager that never
has to worry about being intelligent.

Yes, thanks for all the
memories – all right now let's
see your money!

You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.

Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.




With respect, and apologies, to William Burroughs.

 

[Melton Fox]

Thanks for a manager that never
has to worry about being intelligent.

That is a wonderful verse, and absolutely spot on.

I've never looked at that before, but you are right. His audience is more stupid than he is, so he never needs to make the effort.

 

[Yorkshire Vixen]

thats magic ox that should be emailed to the club