The Battle for Promotion is over: the Battle against Relegation is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Barnsley Football Club, upon it depends our tarn way of life, the long continuity of the West Stand, our beloved Oakwell. The whole fury and might of Sheff U will very soon be turned on us. Jokanovic knows that he must break us this afternoon or lose the match. If we can stand up to him, three points may be gained and our world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then our whole world, all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of League 1, made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted finance. Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duty and so bear ourselves that, if Barnsley Football Club and Oakwell last a thousand years, tykes will still say “this was our finest hour.”
We shall fight them on the half way line, we shall fight them just outside our penalty box, we shall fanny around in our own six yard area, we shall never score !
Fom our eighteen yard line to the Oppositions Goal line An Iron Curtain has descended and beyond it lies our Championship survival .
I have a dream that one day this club will rise up and live out the true meaning of its history. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all players are not as shi.te as they appear. I have a dream that one day out in the empty stands of the West the sons of former miners and the sons of former mineowners will be able to sit down together without being kicked out of their seats I have a dream that one day even the owners, sweltering from the heat of potential lack of earnings, will be transformed into a collective of justice and truthfulness. I have a dream that all our little children will one day live in a town where they will not be judged by the failures of the management but by their undying loyalty to their club. I have a dream today.
Being a fan gives you such a thrill But love for BFC won't pay my bills I want money That's what I want That's what I want That's what I want Money don't get everything it's true What it don't get, I can't use I want money That's what I want That's what I want That's what I want I want money I want lots of money In fact, I want so much money Give me your money Just give me money.
I've watched the red's now for over 50 years and won't be there Sunday due to contracting Covid, but the really sad thing is I don't care .no one has a right to win a football match, but you just know the result in advance with Coco in charge
It's worse when it's like the Millwall and Reading games where it's poised at 0-0 but you know that you're still going to lose.
Now is the winter of our discontent Made worse by our previous manager pissing off to WBA And all the goals that we once plundered Gone as we can no longer hit a cows @rse with a banjo Now are our defences laid open by lack of tactics And doth our West Stand lay in ruins ? etc etc