Wrong club, right meaning:
Dear Mr. Grose,
I know times are hard. I know you feel pain and suffering and you just want to bury your head in the sand. It feels like your whole world is coming down on top of you, I know. The pressure of the fans, of the board and of yourself is overwhelming. You can't eat or sleep, you just sit there and wonder. You wonder if things would be different if you did this or if you did that. "Why is this happening?", you may ask yourself. It is difficult, after so much success. It feels like you've been cheated by everybody around you. It crushes you, like the walls are closing in on you and suddenly, there's no more room.
Do not fear, this happens to the best of us. Look at football history, it is the fighters who go on to win. I'm sure as a footballing fan you watched the Champions League final in 2005. Nobody expected it to finish the way it did. How did it happen? It happened because Liverpool fought for that win. They were knocked out by half-time, they had no chance. What did they do? They picked themselves up, brushed themselves off and they played. Not to give Milan a game but to fight for the fans. If you wear your heart on your sleeve, you will blossom. Nobody likes a quiter, everybody likes a fighter.
But there's more:
I don't know what to say really. This is the biggest battle of your professional live. It all comes down to you. Either you play strong, as a team, or you will crumble, inch-by--inch, play-by-play, 'till you're finished. You're in hell right now Bill, believe me, and you can stay here and get the shit kicked out of you or you can fight your way back, in to the light. You can climb our way out of hell, one inch at a time.
The inches you need our everywhere around you! On your team, you fight for that inch! You will tear down the walls around you for that inch! You will claw with your teeth and nails for that inch! And when you add up all those inches, that will make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dieing! In any fight, its the guy that's willing to die who's going to win that inch. Its because your team is still willing to fight and die, for that inch. Because, that's what living is! Its six inches, in front of your face!
Now I can't make you do it, you gotta look in the mirror at yourself, look in to your eyes. Now I think you will see a guy who will go that inch, you're gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because you know that when it comes down to it, the players are gonna do the same for you. That's a team, Bill, and either you heal now, as a team, or you will die.
Dear Mr. Grose,
I know times are hard. I know you feel pain and suffering and you just want to bury your head in the sand. It feels like your whole world is coming down on top of you, I know. The pressure of the fans, of the board and of yourself is overwhelming. You can't eat or sleep, you just sit there and wonder. You wonder if things would be different if you did this or if you did that. "Why is this happening?", you may ask yourself. It is difficult, after so much success. It feels like you've been cheated by everybody around you. It crushes you, like the walls are closing in on you and suddenly, there's no more room.
Do not fear, this happens to the best of us. Look at football history, it is the fighters who go on to win. I'm sure as a footballing fan you watched the Champions League final in 2005. Nobody expected it to finish the way it did. How did it happen? It happened because Liverpool fought for that win. They were knocked out by half-time, they had no chance. What did they do? They picked themselves up, brushed themselves off and they played. Not to give Milan a game but to fight for the fans. If you wear your heart on your sleeve, you will blossom. Nobody likes a quiter, everybody likes a fighter.
But there's more:
I don't know what to say really. This is the biggest battle of your professional live. It all comes down to you. Either you play strong, as a team, or you will crumble, inch-by--inch, play-by-play, 'till you're finished. You're in hell right now Bill, believe me, and you can stay here and get the shit kicked out of you or you can fight your way back, in to the light. You can climb our way out of hell, one inch at a time.
The inches you need our everywhere around you! On your team, you fight for that inch! You will tear down the walls around you for that inch! You will claw with your teeth and nails for that inch! And when you add up all those inches, that will make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dieing! In any fight, its the guy that's willing to die who's going to win that inch. Its because your team is still willing to fight and die, for that inch. Because, that's what living is! Its six inches, in front of your face!
Now I can't make you do it, you gotta look in the mirror at yourself, look in to your eyes. Now I think you will see a guy who will go that inch, you're gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because you know that when it comes down to it, the players are gonna do the same for you. That's a team, Bill, and either you heal now, as a team, or you will die.
Yours sincerely,
Ronnie Whelan
Ronnie Whelan
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