Joe_Fox
Well-Known Member
'The times they are a-changin'
You can take this two ways, positively or negatively. Personally, I'm taking it positively.
Last night I was down in the dumps and fearing years of obscurity for my beloved Leicester City Football Club. I had 5 pints of continental lager and returned home to my girlfriend.
I was nailed - drinking on an empty stomach never bodes well for me but I was happy drunk, not surly, not depressed, happy, which I'm sure you'll all agree is the bestkind of drunk.
I went to bed and for some reason I was humming "Cheer up sleepy Jean" but with the old Mark McGhee lyrics (still to this day one of my favourite Leicester songs). My girlfriend asked me who Mark McGhee was and so began the long story of Leicester City Football Club.
I began from the start, well, my start. Just as Pleat left and Little joined. I talked of all the play-offs, all the dodgy penalties, all the signing Speedie debacle, all the Judas's, all the wembley visits, all the Stoke fans on the pitch at the Victoria ground, all the broken cruciate ligaments, all the Eric Hall bastardisations, all the cross eyed wank faces, all the European trips, all the cups and trophies, all the O'Neill leaps, each season in brilliant detail and as the words rolled off my tongue, the passion came back to me, the loving of LCFC shone like a beacon through the dark mist of post premiership blues.
It was an absolute pleasure to tell my girlfriend all I could about the roller coaster ride that is supporting Leicester City.
I urge you all to find a willing 'victim' and rattle off as much as you can about Leicester City. Go back through the years, cling on to past glory, aim for the stars, do what ever you need to do. Remember that alough the path is dark, the sun will rise and a new dawn will break and glowing brightly, the blue and white will shine again.
You are a Leicester City fan, you always will be, be proud, be strong, be Leicester.
Joe_Fox
You can take this two ways, positively or negatively. Personally, I'm taking it positively.
Last night I was down in the dumps and fearing years of obscurity for my beloved Leicester City Football Club. I had 5 pints of continental lager and returned home to my girlfriend.
I was nailed - drinking on an empty stomach never bodes well for me but I was happy drunk, not surly, not depressed, happy, which I'm sure you'll all agree is the bestkind of drunk.
I went to bed and for some reason I was humming "Cheer up sleepy Jean" but with the old Mark McGhee lyrics (still to this day one of my favourite Leicester songs). My girlfriend asked me who Mark McGhee was and so began the long story of Leicester City Football Club.
I began from the start, well, my start. Just as Pleat left and Little joined. I talked of all the play-offs, all the dodgy penalties, all the signing Speedie debacle, all the Judas's, all the wembley visits, all the Stoke fans on the pitch at the Victoria ground, all the broken cruciate ligaments, all the Eric Hall bastardisations, all the cross eyed wank faces, all the European trips, all the cups and trophies, all the O'Neill leaps, each season in brilliant detail and as the words rolled off my tongue, the passion came back to me, the loving of LCFC shone like a beacon through the dark mist of post premiership blues.
It was an absolute pleasure to tell my girlfriend all I could about the roller coaster ride that is supporting Leicester City.
I urge you all to find a willing 'victim' and rattle off as much as you can about Leicester City. Go back through the years, cling on to past glory, aim for the stars, do what ever you need to do. Remember that alough the path is dark, the sun will rise and a new dawn will break and glowing brightly, the blue and white will shine again.
You are a Leicester City fan, you always will be, be proud, be strong, be Leicester.
Joe_Fox
