Alberta Tampona Aquilani (72 Viewers)
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Let see how great he is on Sunday. I have a feeling he won't play more than 20 minutes at most, if he is called up that is.
This might not be all bad though, we will have to play Quagliarella from the start and Krasic will probably get his debut as well so it might not be the best idea to put in a 3rd player out there who hasn't played a minute for Juventus.
This might not be all bad though, we will have to play Quagliarella from the start and Krasic will probably get his debut as well so it might not be the best idea to put in a 3rd player out there who hasn't played a minute for Juventus.
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Scotish Submarine
There was once a sub crewed by Scotsmen,
The redoubtable men of the North.
She patrolled the Atlantic’s grey waters
From her base in the Firth of the Forth
Her Skipper, a dour Aberdonian,
Was known for his tightness with loot,
And much tighter yet with torpedoes,
With a noted reluctance to shoot!
One morning they sighted a tanker
“Let’s sink it!” the crew said with glee.
'D’ye no ken the price o’ torpedoes?
Forget it, yon tanker’s too wee!”
Now while they discussed the expenses,
A destroyer appeared on the scene,
A German, with five inch artillery,
And she’d spotted the Jock submarine!
They took the boat down in a hurry
While the German came on at a pace.
“Our Skipper’ll save us!” the crew said
But the Captain remained stony faced!
They sat on the bottom for hours,
Dead quiet, no man made a sound,
While the German let loose her depth charges
And continued to circle around!
Then a voice echoed out in the silence,
In anguish it cried simply this,
“Just fire a bloody torpedo!
Ah’ll foot the bill if ye miss!
There was once a sub crewed by Scotsmen,
The redoubtable men of the North.
She patrolled the Atlantic’s grey waters
From her base in the Firth of the Forth
Her Skipper, a dour Aberdonian,
Was known for his tightness with loot,
And much tighter yet with torpedoes,
With a noted reluctance to shoot!
One morning they sighted a tanker
“Let’s sink it!” the crew said with glee.
'D’ye no ken the price o’ torpedoes?
Forget it, yon tanker’s too wee!”
Now while they discussed the expenses,
A destroyer appeared on the scene,
A German, with five inch artillery,
And she’d spotted the Jock submarine!
They took the boat down in a hurry
While the German came on at a pace.
“Our Skipper’ll save us!” the crew said
But the Captain remained stony faced!
They sat on the bottom for hours,
Dead quiet, no man made a sound,
While the German let loose her depth charges
And continued to circle around!
Then a voice echoed out in the silence,
In anguish it cried simply this,
“Just fire a bloody torpedo!
Ah’ll foot the bill if ye miss!
I guess I was right then.
