Let Battle Commence

and as the mist rolled down main-street
akin to a thousand stallions galloping across the desert
The sun was rising in the east
This is the dawn of a new day, but not just any-day
this is the birth of a new season
with battles to be won and scores to settle
This is the Championship

And as the sun traveled across the bright morning sky
the time had come for me and my sons to don the Garibaldi

A turn of the key, the roar of the engine and we were on our way.
as we approach the arena we are awash with more figures clad in the famous Garibaldi
All going to that same arena to stand fast with the 11 gladiators that'll shortly be thrust into battle

as the time draws closer a lone figure clad in black survey's the arena ready to raise his arm for battle to commence.
i feel a small hand grasp mine two eyes piercing through me
i look down and offer these words

Son today is the start of a war where battles will be won and lost, your job is to stand man to man with the Gladiators and enter each battle together, then you will win, and more will turn up more will follow and as the days draw closer and the Gladiators start to tire, its then that we the loyal, the faithful red army have to roar and cheer those weary gladiators to the end.

then and only then can we reach for the promised land, and it shall be delivered as long as we stand together through every battle.

Then my son you will experience, the unbelievable, the push beyond these shores.

this is not the theater of dreams


This is the CITY GROUND Home of Champions.

COME ON YOU REDS