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Придёться смириться =(( |
Laker 03 дек 2007, 14:52 | 2 Magic
Уже ничего не сделаешь. В таких случаях надо заблаговременно забивать слот.... |
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Laker 03 дек 2007, 14:52 | 2 Magic
Уже ничего не сделаешь. В таких случаях надо заблаговременно забивать слот.... |
Demiyan 07 дек 2007, 11:23 | А скоро между прочим новый год, в период которого лига уйдет в отпуск. Итого след. сезон начнется ох как нескоро. Мужайтесь...=)) |
Юфан 07 дек 2007, 17:17 После Нового года начнётся, где-то после 10 числа скорее всего  |
Локсли 16 дек 2007, 00:49 | Для поднятия патриотизма, затянем:
We'll sing a song, a soldier's song With cheering rousing chorus As round our blazing fires we throng The starry heavens o'er us Impatient for the coming fight And as we wait the morning's light Here in the silence of the night We'll chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come from a land beyond the wave Sworn to be free No more our ancient sire land Shall shelter the despot or the slave Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal We'll chant a soldier's song In valley green, on towering crag Our fathers fought before us And conquered 'neath the same old flag That's proudly floating o'er us We're children of a fighting race That never yet has known disgrace And as we march, the foe to face We'll chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come from a land beyond the wave Sworn to be free No more our ancient sire land Shall shelter the despot or the slave Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal We'll chant a soldier's song Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale! The long watched day is breaking The serried ranks of Inisfail Shall set the Tyrant quaking Our camp fires now are burning low See in the east a silv'ry glow Out yonder waits the Saxon foe So chant a soldier's song Soldiers are we whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come from a land beyond the wave Sworn to be free No more our ancient sire land Shall shelter the despot or the slave Tonight we man the gap of danger In Erin's cause, come woe or weal 'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal We'll chant a soldier's song |
Сергей. 16 дек 2007, 01:38 | С удовольствием при возможности поигрл бы у вас. В крайнем случае на британских островах. |
Demiyan 16 дек 2007, 16:15 | Не совсем Ирландская, а Английская
And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's mountains green And was the holy lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills And was Jerusalem builded here Among these dark satanic mills Bring me my bow of burning gold Bring my arrows of desire Bring me my spear oh clouds unfold Bring me my chariots of fire I will not rest from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Til we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land |
Mitby 07 янв 2008, 06:43
ДА! Вот Лимрик стартонул с победы 1-0 |
ТохаПавлов 14 янв 2008, 23:36 | офигеть, в ирландии и в зимбабе травмировались игроки, которых только-только трениться поставил... и оба в первые 5 минут матча. мистика какая-то! |