If NSC did teamtalks..................... .....................

[Hiney]

So, magnificent men in stripes, the sun has risen on yet another day of destiny. You, my friends, hold the hopes and dreams of Sussex in your hands as you take the field against the hated scummers.

What does it mean to you?

Before you answer that, think what it means to the men and women of Sussex who follow you through thick and thin, to Carlisle and Plymouth, to Hartlepool and Exeter. We cannot change our allegiance, nor would we want to. We worship you from the terraces in the churches of football around the country. We weep with joy and pain as we ride the crazy rollercoaster of life with The Albion.

We approach each game with optimism and hope, we climb those steps to watch our heroes take the field with pride in the shirt and commitment to the cause. We make every tackle, win every header and fire in every thunderous shot, in our total devotion to the mighty stripes.

We cheer ourselves hoarse and sing our hearts out so that you, eleven heroes of Sussex, can feel the force of an extra man that WILL roar you to a wonderful victory.

Tonight, over 3,000 proud citizens of Sussex will journey along the coast to enter the Theatre of Soulless Identikit Construction and lay our souls on the line for you. We will drink their beer and eat their pies so that you can draw energy from us and surge on to another famous victory. We will rise up as one. Now is the time for Marching and you CAN make our hearts be gay!!! We are Good Old Sussex by the Sea!!

So, stout men of Withdean, what say you to these words? Will your deeds match the pride that we feel in our club?

Do I see our goalkeeper filling his goal and fearlessly denying the opposition a strike? Do I see our back four making tackles with commitment, ferocity and perfect timing? Do I see our midfield players winning tackles with precision and deftness, to receive the ball and release our magnificent strikers with yet another millimetre-perfect through-ball. Do I see our strikers, mobile and heroic, on the end of the never-ending stream of midfield perfection, making ready to take the ball the ball down and unleash an unstoppable drive into the net, or timing their leap to perfection as they rise like spawning salmon to direct a fearsome header goalwards?

If the answer to these questions is yes, then the day will be OURS!!!

I call upon you to rise up and PLAY, to create a beautiful picture on the lush green canvas of Hampshire. You hold the hopes and dreams of thousands of people and you CAN prevail. You WILL prevail!!

Your time HAS COME, my proud men in stripes. Now is the time to stamp your mark on this season and make another statement of INTENT!!

We WILL triumph, we will be victorious. You will be welcomed back to our fine county as HEROES, one and all. The Gus-Bus is tuned and ready to take you onwards to the promised land.

To Falmer, to The Championship and beyond my friends.

THE DAY WILL BE OURS!!!!!

Now is the time for marching
Now let your hearts be gay
Hark to the merry bugles
Sounding along our way
So let your voices ring, my boys,
And take the time from me
And I'll sing you a song, as we march along,
Of Sussex by the Sea.

For we're the men from Sussex
Sussex by the sea,
We plough and sow and reap and mow,
And useful men we are we:
And when you go from Sussex,
Whoever you may be,
You tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.

Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.

Light is the love of a soldier
That's what the ladies say
Lightly he goes a-wooing
Lightly he rides away,
In love and war, we always are
As fair as fair can be,
And a soldier boy is the ladies joy
In Sussex by the sea.

Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.

Far o'er the seas we wander
Wide through the world we roam,
Far from the kind hearts yonder
Far from our dear old home,
But never shall we forget my boys
And true we'll ever be
To the girls so kind that we left behind
In Sussex by the sea.

Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea
Good old Sussex by the Sea
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea.

COME ON ALBION!!!!!

 

[Cheeky Monkey]

Viney and now Hiney - whatever neggst? Shiney?

 

[Return of the Rev]

If anything like u10's they would have lost the thread after 30 secs, too long, HIT THEM HARD! HIT THEM EARLY! LETS SEND THOSE MUTANTS STRAIGHT BACK TO PURLEY That seemed to work though

 

[Lord Bracknell]

Es la época para marchar Ahora deje sus corazones ser gay Escuche a los felices bugles El sonar a lo largo de nuestra manera Deje tan su anillo de las voces, mis muchachos, Y tarde el tiempo de mí E I' el ll le canta una canción, mientras que marchamos adelante, de Sussex por el mar. Para we' con referencia a los hombres de Sussex Sussex por el mar, Aramos y sembramos y cosechamos y segamos, Y los hombres útiles somos nosotros: Y cuando usted va de Sussex, Quienquiera usted puede ser, Usted les dice todos que nos colocamos o nos caemos Para Sussex por el mar. Oh, Sussex, Sussex por el mar Buen Sussex viejo por el mar Usted puede decirles todos que nos colocamos o nos caemos Para Sussex por el mar. La luz es el amor de un soldado That' s qué las señoras dicen Él va ligeramente a uno-cortejar Él monta ligeramente lejos, En amor y guerra, estamos siempre Tan favorablemente como justo puede estar, Y un muchacho del soldado es la alegría de las señoras En Sussex por el mar. Oh, Sussex, Sussex por el mar Buen Sussex viejo por el mar Usted puede decirles toda que nos colocamos o nos caemos Para Sussex por el mar. O' lejano; er los mares vagamos De par en par a través del mundo vagamos, Lejos de los corazones buenos allí a la vista Lejos de nuestro estimado viejo hogar, Pero nunca olvidaremos a mis muchachos Y we' verdadero; el ll esté nunca A la clase de las muchachas esa nos fuimos tan detrás En Sussex por el mar. Oh, Sussex, Sussex por el mar Buen Sussex viejo por el mar Usted puede decirles toda que nos colocamos o nos caemos Para Sussex por el mar.

 

[Beach Hut]

We can be heroes......just for one night

 

[Questions]

''Lets f***ing ave em''

 

[The Ringleader Returns!]

At the end of the training sesion I'd take em over to the away fan section. Let them hear how much it means to us.

 

[Acker79]

Can you imagine if NSC did team selection?

Casper, you're great, so you are in goal. But Casper, you're shit, so Brez, who is far superior goes in goal. But Brez, you're no where near as good as Ankergren so you're dropped. Aw crap. Ok, Casper, you're on for distribution, but any time there's a cross or a corner tag out to Brez.

We're gonna go with a five man back line, Caldy and Painter as full backs, and we'll have El Abd, Greer, and Elphick (who did nothing wrong to warrant being dropped).

Without Kaz, we need to pack the midfield, so we'll have Smith and Bennett on the wings, and put Kish, Dicker and Bridcutt in the middle, hopefully with a special new winger on the left, and we'll move Smith into the middle.

Up front, we've got to have Murray, and he's more familiar with Barnes, so we'll put barnes up there with him, but you can't really drop a world cup, premier league footballer, so he plays too.

There we have, a constantly switching goalkeeper with a 5-6-3 formation, then everyone on NSC is happy, except TCB who still wants Kuipers back, and the hitman who doesn't want Murray in the team.

 

[NMH]

"You know how to play, in attack and defence. You know each other and have practised for games like this.
Take nothing for granted, it's 90 minutes "anything can happen" is bullshit, it's what you MAKE happen.
Go out there and play for your club, your team, the fans, and yourself.
Be strong physically, but most of all be strong mentally."
"oh - and this is a derby game, so go out there like you mean business"
Adam, here's the Captain Armband - it looks great on you"

 

[e77]

When it's a battle, then you battle

 

[Betfair Bozo]

See that Dean Hammond, he thinks he is better than you.

 

[Biscuit]

I think I'd go on a rant about my feelings towards 'the left wing.' No doubt descend into politics and end up sending out a bewildered and confused team with no understanding of what I was on about.

A couple might think I'm a communist and work harder mind.

 

[Horton's halftime iceberg]

You've got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line
They'll always hit you and hurt you
Defend and attack
Theres only one way to beat them
Get round the back
Catch me if you can
Cos' I'm a ALBION man
And what you're looking at
Is the master plan

Win or I will make you walk back from tne New Forest

 

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Do you wank?

 

[MrShaun15]

We can be heroes......just for one night

Love that!

 

[Norman Baker suck my lozenge]

"Stop pissing about,get out there and SPREAD OUT"
job done 3-0 the Albion.

 

[Scotty Mac]

 

[Cullip4]

I don't know what to say really.
Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives all comes down to today.
Either we heal as a team or we are going to crumble, Inch by inch, play by play, till we're finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen believe me and we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us or we can fight our way back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
One inch, at a time.

Now I can't do it for you. I'm too old.
I look around and I see these young faces and I think
I mean
I made every wrong choice a middle age man could make.
I uh.... I pissed away all my money believe it or not.
I chased off anyone who has ever loved me.
And lately,
I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror.

You know when you get old in life things get taken from you.
That's, that's part of life. But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game life or football the margin for error is so small.
I mean one half step too late or to early you don't quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast and you don't quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever break of the game every minute, every second.

On this team, we fight for that inch
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know when we add up all those inches that's going to make the f***ing difference between WINNING and LOSING
between LIVING and DYING.

I'll tell you this in any fight it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch.
And I know if I am going to have any life anymore it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch because that is what LIVING is.
The six inches in front of your face.

Now I can't make you do it.
You gotta look at the guy next to you. Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because he knows when it comes down to it, you are gonna do the same thing for him.

That's a team, gentlemen and either we heal now, as a team, or we will die as individuals.
That's football guys. That's all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?

 

[Dick Knights Mumm]

10 Grand a man to win.

 

[BUTTERBALL]

Never in the field of football conflict was so much owed by so few to so many - do it for the fans!!