Anyone got a number for them Monks?

SK24U said:
Just wondering if the good luck charms came with extended warranty? If so we need to put a claim in pdq.
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Weve run out of luck mate. Trouble is the club is so badly run, even general staff are leaving. Change needs to be made through the club.
 
It’s seagrave that they need to bless-seems a poisoned chalice. Didn’t work as a golf club house and folded before KP bought it. Jinxed.
 
𝗔 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: when Leicester got promoted back to the Premier League in 2014, a footballing genie came to me in a dream.

‘I’ve got a few surprises for you…’, it said.

‘Over the next few years, you will see an unbelievable escape from an apparently certain threat of relegation.’

‘And then you will see your team win the Premier League, which will be the greatest and most ridiculously improbable sporting story ever.’

I shook my head and suppressed a disbelieving chuckle.

‘But that won’t be the end of it. You will go on to win the FA Cup and the Community Shield.’

‘You will reach the knockout stages of three different European competitions.’

‘Three?’ I raised an eyebrow.

The genie smiled and went on, ‘One season, you’ll go further in the Champions League than ony other English team. Also, you will see the first VAR goal scored in England’.

I looked puzzled, but the genie continued. ‘You will see spectacular goals and extraordinary comebacks. You will beat all of the biggest teams in England, several times each.’

‘In fact, over two particular seasons you’ll spend more time in the Premier League’s top four than any of those teams. In return, you’ll make over £300m selling them your best players.’

‘One of your players will break the record for goals scored in consecutive Premier League games, and - in a different season - will win the golden boot. You will record the biggest away win ever seen in the Premier League.‘

‘You will have two players in the top ten nominees of the Ballon d’Or.’

I looked sceptical. ‘You do know I’m a Leicester supporter?’

The genie nodded. ‘But of course this is football, so it won’t all be good - there will be shocking cup exits, agonising last minute defeats, terrible performances and managerial sackings. There will even, I’m afraid, be real tragedy.’

‘And then eventually, after nine years, the curtain will suddenly fall on this wildest of footballing rides, the chimes will strike midnight, and Leicester will revert to being Leicester. If you want all that to happen, when it’s over, you must promise me one thing.’

‘Of course I want that to happen’, I responded cautiously, ‘but…’

‘Amid the anger and frustration and fears of relegation, the “if onlys” and the “might have beens”, you must promise to pause for a minute and reflect on your good fortune to be on the wildest ride any football fan could have hoped for.’

‘A ride that - if it had been written in a fairy tale - no one would have ever believed was possible. Is that a deal?’

‘Obviously I don’t believe any of that is possible’, I replied, ‘but if it makes even some of what you’ve said happen then yes, I’m happy to make that promise’.

And it was so.
 
bnet said:
𝗔 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: when Leicester got promoted back to the Premier League in 2014, a footballing genie came to me in a dream.

‘I’ve got a few surprises for you…’, it said.

‘Over the next few years, you will see an unbelievable escape from an apparently certain threat of relegation.’

‘And then you will see your team win the Premier League, which will be the greatest and most ridiculously improbable sporting story ever.’

I shook my head and suppressed a disbelieving chuckle.

‘But that won’t be the end of it. You will go on to win the FA Cup and the Community Shield.’

‘You will reach the knockout stages of three different European competitions.’

‘Three?’ I raised an eyebrow.

The genie smiled and went on, ‘One season, you’ll go further in the Champions League than ony other English team. Also, you will see the first VAR goal scored in England’.

I looked puzzled, but the genie continued. ‘You will see spectacular goals and extraordinary comebacks. You will beat all of the biggest teams in England, several times each.’

‘In fact, over two particular seasons you’ll spend more time in the Premier League’s top four than any of those teams. In return, you’ll make over £300m selling them your best players.’

‘One of your players will break the record for goals scored in consecutive Premier League games, and - in a different season - will win the golden boot. You will record the biggest away win ever seen in the Premier League.‘

‘You will have two players in the top ten nominees of the Ballon d’Or.’

I looked sceptical. ‘You do know I’m a Leicester supporter?’

The genie nodded. ‘But of course this is football, so it won’t all be good - there will be shocking cup exits, agonising last minute defeats, terrible performances and managerial sackings. There will even, I’m afraid, be real tragedy.’

‘And then eventually, after nine years, the curtain will suddenly fall on this wildest of footballing rides, the chimes will strike midnight, and Leicester will revert to being Leicester. If you want all that to happen, when it’s over, you must promise me one thing.’

‘Of course I want that to happen’, I responded cautiously, ‘but…’

‘Amid the anger and frustration and fears of relegation, the “if onlys” and the “might have beens”, you must promise to pause for a minute and reflect on your good fortune to be on the wildest ride any football fan could have hoped for.’

‘A ride that - if it had been written in a fairy tale - no one would have ever believed was possible. Is that a deal?’

‘Obviously I don’t believe any of that is possible’, I replied, ‘but if it makes even some of what you’ve said happen then yes, I’m happy to make that promise’.

And it was so.
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Who wrote that? Stringer?
 
bnet said:
𝗔 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: when Leicester got promoted back to the Premier League in 2014, a footballing genie came to me in a dream.

‘I’ve got a few surprises for you…’, it said.

‘Over the next few years, you will see an unbelievable escape from an apparently certain threat of relegation.’

‘And then you will see your team win the Premier League, which will be the greatest and most ridiculously improbable sporting story ever.’

I shook my head and suppressed a disbelieving chuckle.

‘But that won’t be the end of it. You will go on to win the FA Cup and the Community Shield.’

‘You will reach the knockout stages of three different European competitions.’

‘Three?’ I raised an eyebrow.

The genie smiled and went on, ‘One season, you’ll go further in the Champions League than ony other English team. Also, you will see the first VAR goal scored in England’.

I looked puzzled, but the genie continued. ‘You will see spectacular goals and extraordinary comebacks. You will beat all of the biggest teams in England, several times each.’

‘In fact, over two particular seasons you’ll spend more time in the Premier League’s top four than any of those teams. In return, you’ll make over £300m selling them your best players.’

‘One of your players will break the record for goals scored in consecutive Premier League games, and - in a different season - will win the golden boot. You will record the biggest away win ever seen in the Premier League.‘

‘You will have two players in the top ten nominees of the Ballon d’Or.’

I looked sceptical. ‘You do know I’m a Leicester supporter?’

The genie nodded. ‘But of course this is football, so it won’t all be good - there will be shocking cup exits, agonising last minute defeats, terrible performances and managerial sackings. There will even, I’m afraid, be real tragedy.’

‘And then eventually, after nine years, the curtain will suddenly fall on this wildest of footballing rides, the chimes will strike midnight, and Leicester will revert to being Leicester. If you want all that to happen, when it’s over, you must promise me one thing.’

‘Of course I want that to happen’, I responded cautiously, ‘but…’

‘Amid the anger and frustration and fears of relegation, the “if onlys” and the “might have beens”, you must promise to pause for a minute and reflect on your good fortune to be on the wildest ride any football fan could have hoped for.’

‘A ride that - if it had been written in a fairy tale - no one would have ever believed was possible. Is that a deal?’

‘Obviously I don’t believe any of that is possible’, I replied, ‘but if it makes even some of what you’ve said happen then yes, I’m happy to make that promise’.

And it was so.
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When you put it like that....wow.
A bit of the old Saharan sand in my eye
for a couple of seconds.
 
bnet said:
𝗔 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: when Leicester got promoted back to the Premier League in 2014, a footballing genie came to me in a dream.

‘I’ve got a few surprises for you…’, it said.

‘Over the next few years, you will see an unbelievable escape from an apparently certain threat of relegation.’

‘And then you will see your team win the Premier League, which will be the greatest and most ridiculously improbable sporting story ever.’

I shook my head and suppressed a disbelieving chuckle.

‘But that won’t be the end of it. You will go on to win the FA Cup and the Community Shield.’

‘You will reach the knockout stages of three different European competitions.’

‘Three?’ I raised an eyebrow.

The genie smiled and went on, ‘One season, you’ll go further in the Champions League than ony other English team. Also, you will see the first VAR goal scored in England’.

I looked puzzled, but the genie continued. ‘You will see spectacular goals and extraordinary comebacks. You will beat all of the biggest teams in England, several times each.’

‘In fact, over two particular seasons you’ll spend more time in the Premier League’s top four than any of those teams. In return, you’ll make over £300m selling them your best players.’

‘One of your players will break the record for goals scored in consecutive Premier League games, and - in a different season - will win the golden boot. You will record the biggest away win ever seen in the Premier League.‘

‘You will have two players in the top ten nominees of the Ballon d’Or.’

I looked sceptical. ‘You do know I’m a Leicester supporter?’

The genie nodded. ‘But of course this is football, so it won’t all be good - there will be shocking cup exits, agonising last minute defeats, terrible performances and managerial sackings. There will even, I’m afraid, be real tragedy.’

‘And then eventually, after nine years, the curtain will suddenly fall on this wildest of footballing rides, the chimes will strike midnight, and Leicester will revert to being Leicester. If you want all that to happen, when it’s over, you must promise me one thing.’

‘Of course I want that to happen’, I responded cautiously, ‘but…’

‘Amid the anger and frustration and fears of relegation, the “if onlys” and the “might have beens”, you must promise to pause for a minute and reflect on your good fortune to be on the wildest ride any football fan could have hoped for.’

‘A ride that - if it had been written in a fairy tale - no one would have ever believed was possible. Is that a deal?’

‘Obviously I don’t believe any of that is possible’, I replied, ‘but if it makes even some of what you’ve said happen then yes, I’m happy to make that promise’.

And it was so.
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I phoned up Mount St. Bernard Abbey and asked if they could carry out the same ritual at the ground, there was a short delay, then a response of fcuk off, we are Coalville massive.
 
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It's all because of Richard III.
We were blessed by our involvement in the reburial.
But they've gone and dug the whole place up and disturbed a thousand graves.
Doesn't reopen until the Autumn.
 
Back in the late 1980s, when the club was on its arse, Leicester City Club Call offered to link callers up with a ‘Spiritual Adviser’ on its premium rate line. I remember calling them in a panic from a phone box when the Pleat Reign Of Terror was at its height, and it so happened they had a Tarot Card reader on duty that night. I then went on to spend about four pounds fifty in change listening to the woman on the other end of the line telling me ‘Now before you ask me any specific questions, I have to shuffle the cards very carefully, just for you. If you listen very closely, you can hear the cards being shuffled, very carefully, indeed. Now as you probably already know, the standard Tarot Card Deck....’
 
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