Quote="Haighy"Grand Final day and I think I'm along with many other people that my feelings are a mixture of nerves and excitement.
Whatever happens, lets make sure we enjoy it. Everyone and his dog has said we have no chance and that the game is Fev's in the bag. Let's prove them wrong. There's one thing Fax love and that is being the underdog (or cat in Halicat's case
) and if there is anything Fax love even more its winning games we aren't supposed to win - today is that game. Calland has some tough choices to make but I'm sure that no matter which side he chooses they will give it their all and do us proud.
There is one poem that I'm sure sums up today perfectly both from a fan's and player/staff perspective:
[i"IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!"[/i
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