There are so many good contenders out there, so many great football teams holding out hope that they can win the championship, but only one team can claim the title.
That team will be Cincinnati. No disrespect to all the contenders out there, but Cincinnati is the greatest team in the world, an unstoppable football force that will savagely beat all the other contenders. The world is waiting!
And so I invite the contenders to come to the stadium, and bring everything they can to the football game. Bring your might, your strength in numbers, and whatever you think will bring you luck.
At the end of the day, you won't beat Cincinnati. You won't do anything but suffer tremendous beatings, no matter the circumstances. Cincinnati is the ultimate power, the greatest force in the world, and everybody knows. Men. Women. Boys. Girls. The children who love Cincinnati. Look into their eyes. Hear their voices. They know. You know too.
So do the contenders. They have no chance against Cincinnati. Cincinnati will win the championship. I told everyone this when I went to Hoy. I told them all. I spoke about Cincinnati and reminded them of who the greatest team in the world is. Be ready, if you're a contender. Cincinnati, though, is the ultimate contender!
The road to the championship runs through Cincinnati. Cincinnati.
i am writing a sea chantey at the moment. it's about a woman who doesn't want her man to return to the ocean but she knows she must because it's the beautiful thing to do. baby don't you know i hear the sea calling your name!/ To claim
(11-02-2018 10:37 PM)Lush Wrote: i am writing a sea chantey at the moment. it's about a woman who doesn't want her man to return to the ocean but she knows she must because it's the beautiful thing to do. baby don't you know i hear the sea calling your name!/ To claim
Could the woman's eyes steal the sailor from the sea?
(11-02-2018 10:37 PM)Lush Wrote: i am writing a sea chantey at the moment. it's about a woman who doesn't want her man to return to the ocean but she knows she must because it's the beautiful thing to do. baby don't you know i hear the sea calling your name!/ To claim
Could the woman's eyes steal the sailor from the sea?
There's a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes
And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say, Brandy, fetch another round
She serves them whiskey and wine
The sailors say: "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"
Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loved
He came on a summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home
The sailors say: "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin' glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say
She hears him say "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"
It is, yes it is,
He said, "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"
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Navy game time.
