BTW, the commentators
I attended that game with some of the same chums I’ll be going to tonight’s fixture with. We had immediate post-match pints in the recently deceased Sackville Lounge but I can’t recall where the night took us.
That Welsh left-back was caught out terribly for the goal. It was obvious he’d never amount to anything. That said, it was a very well created goal from the half-field.
I attended that game too but will not be attending tonight.
Bellamy was a little tuckered after his run through.
Mr Given didn’t come out too well from it either.
Anybody would be on those wide open spaces of Croke Park.
But he was still standing at the end of the game, a bit like Elton John.
Wales had a real dream out that day with Carl Fletcher playing.
In 1972 the Brits imposed direct rule on the 6 counties .
The Associates frontman, the late Billy MacKenzie, was born 60 years ago today.
Have these gotten really shit?
March 29, 1973.
US forces withdraw from Vietnam
I remember it well.
Went to see him lice in Coker about ten years back. He sung that and it still brought up the hairs on the back of my neck
Some Lyrics
We met as soulmates
On Parris Inland
We left as inmates
From an asylum
And we were sharp
As sharp as knives
And we were so gung
ho to lay down our lives
We came in spastic
Like tameless horses
We left in plastic
As numbered corpses
And we learned fast
To travel light
Our arms were heavy
but our bellies were tight
We had no homefront
We had no soft soap
They sent us playboy
They gave us bob hope
We dug in deep
And shot on sight
And prayed to Jesus Christ
with all of our might
We had no cameras
To shoot the landscape
We passed the hash pipe
And played our Doors tapes
And it was dark
So dark at night
And we held onto each other
Like brother to brother
We promised our mothers we’d write
And we would all go down together
We said we’d all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Remember Charlie
Remember Baker
They left their childhood
On every acre
And who was wrong
And who was right
It didn’t matter
in the thick of the fight
We, held the day
In the palm of our hands
They, ruled the night
And the night, seemed to last
as long as six weeks
On Parris Island
We held the coastline
They held the highland
And they were sharp
As sharp as knives
They heard the hum of the mortars
They counted the rotors
And waited for us to arrive
And we would all go down together
We said we’d all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Ah you’re bringing it all back now chief. Christmas 1985. I got a double deck stereo.
My late Grandmother gave ne a tenner to go and by a "tape for myself "Billy Joel greatest hits. £9.99 in Sherwoods of Kilkenny. That’s when I got hooked on him
Unreal choon
Was it the lice or the Coke that brought up the hairs?