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ninja-go-to-therapy · 4 years

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The Week (Devastated Fanfiction)

TW: Stockholm Syndrome, Dehumanization, Dissociation, Malnutrition, Starvation, Dehydration, Abusive Relationships, Pet Whump, Panic Attacks, Suicidal Ideation, Forcible Drugging.

Disclaimer: I have never been in situations like this, so they might not be portrayed accurately. Also I don’t own Ninjago or the original story.

For people who are confused, Red is Kai, Black is Cole, and Master is Koshiro.

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The first day of being alone wasn’t so bad. It never was. They were used to being left alone for at least a day. Master often went out on day trips on which they weren’t permitted to go on. It was perfectly alright because he always came back.

But Master had promised to come back by the end of the first day. He hadn’t.

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On the second day Red accepted that Master might have been held up by something. That had happened before, and whenever it did, Master returned with treats for them. Red just had to be patient.

But he was getting hungry.

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On the third day Red started to get nervous. Master had never been gone for this long. And the water was running out. Him and Black stared at each other the entire day, each holding out as long as they could until they had a sip from the bowl. It was so low by the end of the day.

And Master still hadn’t come home.

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By the fourth day Red was scared. Was Master hurt? He had to be, that was the only explanation for him leaving them for so long. He had promised to be back by the end of the first day. Red had an awful feeling that something horrible had happened to him.

The water bowl was empty.

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Red was on the verge of panicking. It had been five days. Five days since Master was home, five days since food. He was so hungry. He could tell that Black was suffering the same amount that he was. The only noise in the cells now was the occasional growling of a stomach. Red could feel his eyes watering. Why hadn’t Master come home?

Was it him? Had Master finally decided to stop caring for him? He hadn’t been a good dog when Master first took him in. He had bitten and scratched and tore at him, unable to learn his place. But he hadn’t been like that in so long. He hadn’t spoken, he had been calm, peaceful, willing to do whatever Master had wanted him to do to avoid punishment.

He would probably take any kind of punishment over this. Any kind of beating, of starvation, of dehydration, of drowning. Anything would be better.

But maybe Master had simply gotten bored of him and Black. Maybe they became too expensive. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Tears started to run down his face. Master had left them. He had left them here to die. He couldn’t exactly blame Master, of course. He had kept them alive for so long, his generosity had simply run out.

But Red didn’t want to die here. Not now, not ever.

The soft clinking of chains alerted Red to movement. He glanced up to see Black slowly moving towards him, clearly hampered by his own starvation and the chains around him.

But he made it to Red, sitting down beside him. Red cautiously moved towards him, afraid of scaring off his companion. But Black didn’t look scared. He looked worried.

Red curled up right next to Black, leaning his head on the other one’s shoulder. It was a blessed relief from the cold stone around them, and before either of them knew it, they were snuggled up against each other, desperately seeking the other’s once.

If Master were here, he would punish them for it.

But he wasn’t.

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The sixth day was… hard. The lack of water was really beginning to get to Red know, and his head span with every breath he took. The ache in his stomach had subsided at the very least, but he knew that he was still starving. Having Black pressed against him was at least a comfort, but it wasn’t a solution.

Not that there was a solution. Red was aware that he was going to die here soon, and he was fairly sure that Black knew it too. Neither of them had made any attempt to escape the room. Both of them knew it was impossible.

Maybe it was better this way, Red thought as he remained curled up against Black’s side. Maybe it would be better if both of them were to die, alone in the dark. Unable to bother anyone ever again.

Red drifted off to sleep with no hope of being rescued.

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Red woke up on the seventh day to something breaking upstairs. He lifted his head from Black’s chest lazily just as the other one’s breath quickened too, staring at the ceiling above them. Someone was upstairs.

The sound of yelling alerted him to the fact that there were multiple people upstairs. Was Master one of them? Had he come back for them? He doubted it.

Red couldn’t bring himself to care about what was upstairs. He was so tired, consumed by the desire to lay down again and never get up. But that didn’t stop him from being afraid when the footsteps came close to the door.

There was a long pause, and then a knock on the door. Red’s eyes widened. That knock confirmed that Master wasn’t among those who were at the door, as he knew the password into the room.

And if those people weren’t with Master, then they intended to hurt him.

The next hit on the door was far less quiet. Somebody yelled through the door, the words too muffled for Red to make out. Neither of them responded.

Then the door was ripped of its hinges.

Red and Black both flinched back from the sudden influx of light, backing up against the wall. Black’s arm went over his chest, clearly ready to protect him from whatever had done that to the door. Behind it they could see four shapes, all human and standing there, but no details. One of them was holding the door.

And then a different one came forward, revealing a figure that was covered from head to toe in clothing. And then she removed whatever was covering her head, throwing her features into clarity. At the sight of her something in Red’s chest ached.

It was clearly a woman standing there, with dark, messy, and unwashed hair falling all around her shoulders. Her eyes had dark shadow all around them, and her cheekbones were sunken and shallow, although not as much as Red’s own. Her mouth was agape, and her eyes were locked on his own.

She was so familiar.

Then she all but sobbed out a soft, “Kai.”

At those words something panged in the back of his brain, and he suddenly felt close to tears for some reason. But he didn’t know any Kai. The only people he knew were Black and Master and himself.

The other figures rushed into the room, revealing three other boys. One who was tall with short cropped blond hair, one who was short with ginger hair, and one who was short with blond hair. The four of them all started at Red and Black for a couple of seconds before moving forward.

The girl and the short boy with blond hair rushed to Red’s side, and he flinched back, giving a soft whimper. They hadn’t hurt him or Black yet, but he had no way to stop them from doing so. For some reason this made both of their faces fall.

Red’s breathing quickened as the girl’s hands slowly came up to hold his face. He couldn’t meet her eyes, feeling that if he did, the dam would break and he would start crying.

He wasn’t expecting it when he felt the boy’s hands on the chain around his wrist. He really wasn’t expecting it when he broke the chain off.

In a matter of seconds, all of the other chains were broken off of him, including the massive one around his neck. He was wide-eyed as he stared at them, half afraid and half in awe. Master had never taken their chains off.

And then the girl hugged him.

Panic surged through him immediately, and he thrashed out of her grip, backing up against the wall. He was vaguely aware of a high-pitched whining noise escaping his throat, and the expressions of horror on the girl’s and boy’s faces. Black moved in front of him, and he noticed that Black’s chains had also been removed.

The girl stared down at the ground for a couple before speaking to the others. There was silence for a couple of seconds as him and Black clung closer together, unsure of what was going to happen.

Then the tall blonde moved forward. He grabbed Black and pulled him away from Red. Red’s eyes widened at that, and before he could stop himself he let out a “No, please.” Immediately he clamped his hands over his mouth, fearing retribution from the others. Instead he was just grabbed by his shoulders by the girl.

He started kicking, thrashing and fighting back against the others. Off in the distance he could hear them speaking with him pleading for him to calm down, but he didn’t want to listen. They obviously intended to hurt him, or maybe take him somewhere else, and he wouldn’t let them. He wanted to stay here, whether he lived or died, whether or not Master came back. He just wanted to stay here with Black.

Red lost himself in the haze of terror for a couple of seconds before he felt himself being pushed and then pinned to the ground. The boy with ginger hair was above, eyes teary and scratches all around his cheeks. Red attempted to throw him off, but he was so weak that it did nothing. For a couple of seconds of nothing, and then the boy said, “Zane, we need to sedate them.”

He started thrashing harder, but it did nothing as his head was pushed to the ground and then held there. He let out a muffled, pleading whimper as he felt something cold and sharp press against his neck and then into it, eyes falling on the girl. She was standing a few feet away, hand clamped over her mouth and tears running down her face.

The sight upset him for some reason. He didn’t want her to be sad, but he had no idea why. She was nobody to him. She was-she was his-

Sister, was the last thing Kai thought as the darkness closed in around him. She was his sister.

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Fucking thanks to tumblr for making it impossible for me to change my header and avatar so I ended up having to create a whole new account. Anyway here’s this shitty fanfic.

EDIT: Girl. (I assume ur a girl correct me if I’m wrong) This is literally so good I can barely comprehend your talent I can’t even. This is so not shitty. This is so fucking good.

#tw stockholm syndrome #tw pet whump #tw dehumanization #tw abuse #tw starvation #tw malnutrition #tw dehydration #tw panic attacks #tw suicidal ideation #tw forced drugging #Devastated #the damage tree #non canon damage #fanfic of a fanfic #ninjago #submission

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lovepoemsforpace · 3 years

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February 2021

The details:

1) Make a donation to PACE (minimum ten dollars)

2) Send proof of donation to [email protected].

3) Get a ten line poem written by one of our lovely poets!

PACE operates in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside and “seeks to reduce the harm and isolation associated with Sex Work through education, support, and advocacy.” Along with your donation please answer the following questions so we can write you the absolute best poem!

Is this poem for yourself or someone else?

If for someone else, what is your relationship to this person?

Please respond to at least five of the prompts below:

A memory:

An image:

A sound:

A smell:

A texture:

I am reminded of:

I am thinking of:

Our Poets:

Cole Klassen is a writer and musician from Vancouver, BC--the stolen, unceded land of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), and Sel̓íl̓witulh (Tsleil-Waututh) Nations. Cole prefers they/them pronouns. They are a winner of Douglas College's Maurice Hodgson Creative Writing Award of Distinction, and they are currently doing their creative writing MFA at UBC. Cole mainly writes music and lyrics, but also writes fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. Their new band Tall Mary recently released a single on Bandcamp.

Toby Sharpe (he/him) is a queer writer and editor from London, UK. He is an MFA student at the University of British Columbia, and is currently writing his first novel. Toby's favourite poem that he's read recently is OUR BEAUTIFUL LIFE WHEN IT’S FILLED WITH SHRIEKS by Christopher Citro. Find his writing at One Sentence Poems, Adjacent Pineapple, and the Glasgow Review of Books.

Edie Reaney Chunn (she/they) is a current MFA student in the Creative Writing Program at UBC. Her poetry can be found in Cloud Lake Literary Journal, and her first play, How the Light Lies (On You), premiered at NSCAD’s Art Bar in August 2019 and will be part of Eastern Front Theatre’s upcoming STAGES Festival. Edie enjoys working collaboratively & inefficiently on theatre projects, and other pursuits.

Eleanor Panno (she/they) is an MFA student living on the unceded territory of the Musqueam, Squamish, and Tsleil-Waututh Nations. She works as an editor for PRISM Magazine and writes mainly fiction and lyrics. Eleanor enjoys watching bad tv with her cats.

Jasmine Ruff (she/they) hails from the unceded traditional territory of the K’òmoks First Nation. Her work has been published in Plenitude Magazine, The Maynard, and SAD Mag. She was the 2015 winner of Aesthetica’s Creative Writing Contest. When she's not writing you can find her watching campy movies and drinking bubble tea.

Header photo and avatar photo by Meg Covington.

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abbotsleighcc · 5 years

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Rampant Leigh Storm to Double Victory Weekend

1st XI complete double over Congresbury, 2nd XI cruise past Carsons.

James Holdsworth took the 1st XI on the short trip to Congresbury this weekend.

Leigh fully aware of the home sides batting riches would've been apprehensive on hearing that they were in the field first, however James Tucker, once again, produced a sumptuous opening salvo. The big paceman began his birthday week in familiar fashion by pounding away at a decent length, returning figures of 1 for 19.

Dan Sanders also keeping his end tight to return excellent figures of 2 for 21, Ben Caddick continued his own personal excellent form claiming 2 for 18 from his 6-Over spell.

Congresbury preferring to take chances against Holdsworth 2 for 55 and Stu Cole 2 for 58, in a desperate bid to reach a total well in excess of 200.

Excellent fielding and effort from the bowlers, kept the hosts to a manageable 205 all out at the tea interval. Catches for the returning Jonny Weber x2, Adrian Weeks, Mike Dean and Sanders, who also ran-out the Congo's number 10.

Leigh's reply got off to a shaky start as Weber, Caddick and Tom Davies departed in quick fashion as Sanders compiled a watchful 31. However, with rain around, Weeks (47*) and Holdsworth (23*) were combining well in the middle order and would surely have seen the visitors surpass the target when rain did bring proceedings to a premature end.

Leigh deservedly picking up a six wicket victory courtesy of their superior scoring rate.

Up on Abbots Leigh Rd, stand-in Skipper John Pugsley and the 2nd XI welcomed Carsons of Mangotsfield to headquarters. The visitors winning the toss and electing to make first use of the batting facilities.

Pugsley opting to open the bowling with experienced duo Rob Sealy (1-17) and Darren Weeks (0 for 33). Sealy at his economical best and Weeks can consider himself unfortunate not to claim a wicket after beating the batsman on numerous occasions.

First change bowler, Charlie Scharneck, found himself in the same boat as Weeks - beating the batsman consistently for no reward on his way to figures of 0-23. No such problem for young Joe Burrows, again claiming the Carson's captain dismissal - courtesy of a sharp catch (it's true, I was there) by Ali Nash.

Star bowler, once again, Allen Cotterell, intelligently bowling up the hill as the visitors unsuccessfully tried to set Leigh a huge target - Cotterell clean bowling 2 batsman as he recorded 2 for 26 from his 8-over spell.

Special mention for Bob Mealing of Carsons - carrying his bat through the 40-overs and picking up a deserved 64 not out.

A fine Burrows tea was enjoyed by all throughout the rain... err, tea-break. Leigh assessing the best way to chase down the 170 required for victory.

Andy Burrows and Scharneck (19) got the reply off to the now customary excellent start, putting on 74 for the 1st Wicket. Sandeep Ganiga (16) joined Burrows for a 47-run partnership to take Leigh within 50 of the target.

Darren Weeks rolled back the years with four superb boundaries on his way to 20 before unluckily playing-on to one that stayed low. Leaving the Burrows, Andy 75* and Joe 3* to take Leigh over the line with 4.3 overs and 6-wickets in hand.

The most pleasing aspect of the win, everyone contributed with bat, ball or in the field which will stand the 2's in good stead for the last month of the season.

Well deserved victories for both XIs this weekend, hard earned. This week will see Leigh in double-header action against Barrow Gurney (1s Home, 2s Away). Please let your captains know your availability ASAP.

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gosoccerdawgs · 3 years

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Dawgs topple West for 3rd time, take region title

May 20, 2021 - Lucas Nordin headed in a perfect cross from Oscar Reyes four minutes into the first overtime period to lead Bearden over West 1-0 for the Region 1-AAA Championship.

Forget the Region title, however, as these Bulldogs have bigger fish to fry. Most importantly they secured home field for Saturday’s game with Hardin Valley, which is essentially the opening round of the State Playoffs, as the field of 16 will be pared down to the Elite 8 and a trip to Murfreesboro.

The Reyes-to-Nordin goal was truly a thing of beauty. Reyes drove down the left side to the goal line, then quickly doubled back to deliver a chip to the middle, where a waiting Nordin headed a bullet from fifteen yards to the left post, catching the Rebel keeper completely off guard.

The winning score came after the two rivals had played 160 minutes of scoreless soccer in seven days, save for a Bulldog penalty kick in the first game. Not lost in this herculean defensive effort was elite goalkeeper Jonathan Diaz, who had a spectacular game-saving block in the 78th minute and pitched his eleventh shutout of the season. Cole Turner was equally effective, as he stoutly turned back numerous high passes into the box with his leaping defensive headers.

Goals: BHS-LUCAS NORDIN (84th minute, assist-Oscar Reyes). Shots/Shots-on-goal: BHS 29/11, WHS 9/6. Yellow Cards: W#5 (27th minute), B#30 (36th), W#3 (51st), W#17 (93rd). Conditions: fast, 78 degrees. Attendance: 826. Records: BHS 17-3-1, WHS 9-8-3.

Outside the Box: Cole Turner was looking sharp in his new cobalt blue cleats...the game’s overflow crowd was easily the largest turnout of the year, creating another electric, intense atmosphere...WATE-TV’s Jordan Crammer was on the sideline covering the game for Channel 6.

#2021 Bearden Soccer

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an-idiot-named-iz · 5 years

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A new header (and profile picture), since I felt it was time for a replacement. Starring my kid!Inquisitor: Nomaya Lavellan!

She’s the 10-11 y/o daughter of Sethra Lavellan, who’s the clan’s First. Nomaya is a mage, and she came into her magic at a fairly early age: about seven. The clan quickly learned that she had an affinity for fire magic.

Some more facts about her under the cut!

(also, slight spoilers(?) ahead for da: inquisition)

Nomaya was sent to the Conclave with her mother, Sethra, and her uncle, Ilriel.

Her father was killed when Nomaya was first coming into her magic. Someone in a human city, nearby where their clan was settled at the time, had started a rumor that Clan Lavellan’s mages were practicing blood magic. Templars arrived with the intention to kill, and her dad died protecting her and her mother from them.

They stayed much further away from human settlements from then on, and rarely went anywhere near that particular city again.

Nomaya developed a horrible fear of humans and templars, due to her only interactions with them being negative, and the stories she heard only reinforcing her preconceptions.

She’s curious about everything to an almost dangerous extent, so she loves how many new places she gets to see as the Herald of Andraste (which is probably the only thing she likes about the title).

“Why do I have to be the Herald of Andraste? Can I be the Herald of Mythal? That sounds better.”

Due to a penchant for getting into trouble and her hatred of human nobles, her and Sera get along wonderfully, and Nomaya starts looking up to Sera as a big sister...

...Which leads to Sethra unofficially adopting Sera.

Nomaya loves stories, so if she’s not with her mother, uncle, or Sera, she’s probably listening to some of Varric’s tales - or trying to recite her favorite Dalish ones to him.

She also gets along really well with Cole, even though she found him creepy at first. She helps him to help other people, especially after he becomes more human.

...Sethra unofficially adopts Cole too.

Nomaya’s wanted to learn how to use a sword, or a similar weapon, ever since her first encounter with templars, so she could defend herself even without her magic. However, Sethra was very much against the idea, dreading the thought of her daughter rushing into battle. So, respecting her mother’s wishes, she of course went to her Uncle Ilriel behind her mother’s back and learned some tricks with a sword from him.

Sethra was not happy when she found out.

“Mamae, I DO respect your wishes, but your wishes are wRONG.”

After the Iron Bull joined the Inquisition, Nomaya started bothering him to see if he would teach her to use a greataxe. However, since most of the greataxes in the camp were twice her height and way too heavy for her, Bull taught her some of the basics for wielding two-handed weapons with a slightly-larger-than-average sword.

Sethra was not happy when she found out.

“Mamae, why do you let me explode stuff, but don’t let me near sharp things?!”

Those are some little facts about Nomaya, as well as her mother and uncle, somewhat. Thanks for reading! 😊

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #dai #nomaya #sethra #ilriel #lavellan #inquisitor #kid!inquisitor #myart

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celticnoise · 4 years

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TOMMY BURNS passed away on this date 12 years ago at the all-too-young age of 51.

CQN today publish the entire chapter of Davie Hay’s tribute to his fellow-Celtic legend which appeared in his autobiography, ‘The Quiet Assassin’, co-authored by Alex Gordon, which was published in 2009.

Hay, former Celtic manager, player, scout and now a Club Ambassador, was a close friend of the Hoops icon. Here is his touching homage.

PARADISE POSTPONED…Davie Hay lines up with skipper Danny McGrain, keeper Pat Bonner and playmaker Tommy Burns before the dramatic 2-1 Scottish Cup Final win over Dundee United at Hampden in 1985.

TOMMY BURNS approached me at St.Joseph’s Roman Catholic Church in Clarkston and said in a matter-of-fact manner, ‘The cancer’s back.’

There was no preamble, no warning of the information he was about impart. To passers-by, we could have been two former Celtic managers discussing the previous day’s game. How do you react to such shattering news? Tommy, of course, had already been diagnosed with the awful disease and it appeared it had gone into remission.

Now, after a chance meeting between us, Tommy had told me the news I didn’t want to hear. Sadly, one of our last meetings was at St.Cadoc’s RC Church in Newton Mearns when we were in attendance for the christening of our grandchildren, Louis and Cole.

When I looked at Tommy I saw before me an extremely courageous human being whose religion had carried him through so many obstacles in the past. Sadly, on 15 May 2008, after a brave battle, Tommy Burns succumbed to the illness. He was taken from us at the age of only fifty-one. He had so much more to contribute to life. Firstly, as a family man, a loving husband to Rosemary, a doting father to Emma, Jenna, Jonathan and Michael and a man who would have been a caring grandfather to Cole. Secondly, to all things Celtic, the club he truly loved. And, thirdly, to all of us as an inspiration.

HEAD MASTER…Tommy Burns nods in the opener in the rousing 5-0 triumph over Sporting Lisbon in 1983.

I liked Tommy a lot and it was a privilege to get to know him so well. He was a decent man and did things with a lot of style and panache. Just look at the way he played. Just recall how Celtic performed when he was manager. Everything was done with a flourish. What about that left foot? He could hit targets from all angles and ranges and it was evident even from a very early age that Tommy Burns was going to be a bit special.

I can tell you he was a 100 per cent professional when I was his Celtic manager. He had a temper, too, I seem to recall. If he didn’t agree with you, he said so. And, like a man, he said it to your face. I’ve already talked in a previous chapter about taking him off during the 1985 Scottish Cup Final while we were losing 1-0 to Dundee United. He didn’t agree with that decision and was swift to let me know as he walked past me to the substitutes’ bench.

But he was the first to give me a hug when that final whistle went and we had won 2-1. That was so typical of the man. Tommy had such a lovely demeanour that he made everyone in his company totally relaxed. He had a good sense of humour and possessed a sharp wit, that’s for sure. For me, Tommy always epitomised the spirit of Celtic and I count him among my blessings.

I know he rated our 5-0 UEFA Cup triumph over Sporting Lisbon in November 1983 as his favourite European night and I have to say it is one of mine, too. Tommy gave me a lot of credit afterwards for psyching up the team before kick-off. We were trailing 2-0, of course, and I was emphasising the urgent requirement of an early goal. Actually, I didn’t have to exactly work overtime getting the players geared up for this one. With guys such as Tommy Burns around and the determination he possessed, words were often redundant.

He and the rest of the players were ready to fight their corner and I remember that being a fabulous evening of entertainment and excellent goals – one a rare header from Tommy for our first. At the end of an unforgettable and thoroughly enjoyable experience I complimented Tommy on his display. He shrugged and said: “‘I just did my bit.” You could say he was quite an unassuming kind of guy. He loved the European stage and his skills were tailor-made for this level.

It is so unfair that Celtic were not more successful than they were during his reign as boss. His classy play deserved success, but he came up against a Rangers team that was on a roll. Look at season 19995/96, for instance. Celtic lost only three domestic games – all to Rangers – and it was enough to scupper them in three competitions.

ON THE BALL…Tommy Burns in action in the 2-1 Scottish Cup Final victory over Dundee United in 1985. Ralph Milne looks impressed.

That’s unbelievably cruel. Celtic went down in the first Old Firm league encounter at Parkhead on 30 September after dominating the match for forty-four minutes in the opening half. Then Rangers full-back Alec Cleland, a guy who scored as often as we witness Haley’s Comet, went upfield, caught the defence unawares and headed past Gordon Marshall.

The second-half saw a typically determined Burns outfit throw everything at their rivals. What happened? Paul Gascoigne broke away and netted the second. It finished 2-0. The other three Glasgow derbies ended in draws, but I’m sure even Tommy might not have minded dropping a couple of points after the exhausting and exhilarating 3-3 draw at Ibrox on 19 November.

That was a Tommy Burns-type of game. It encapsulated everything he liked in football; entertaining, attacking, daring play from both sides. And there was a goal from Andreas Thom that will live forever in the memory banks of anyone lucky enough to see it. The German dynamo, another entrancing talent brought to the club by Tommy, cut it from the left and drilled an emphatic effort from outside the box past the helpless Andy Goram. At the end of the campaign, though, the league title was back in Govan and Celtic, after losing one game in thirty-six, were adrift by four points. The champions actually lost two games more, but eleven draws counted against Celtic.

The League Cup draw saw Walter Smith’s men travel across Glasgow for the quarter-final. Andy Goram was in an unbeatable mood and a high-flying save from a Paul McStay drive near the end will remain one of the most breathtaking saves I have ever seen. Celtic played well that Tuesday evening on 19 September in the east end of Glasgow, but a wee chap called Ally McCoist was to have the final say. The defence took their eye off him for a moment as a ball came in from the right and the Rangers striker got up at the far post to nod in the only goal of a tense confrontation.

Interest in the Scottish Cup ended at the semi-final stage, beaten 2-1 by Rangers at Hampden. That man McCoist got the opener when Gordon Marshall couldn’t hold a lot shot and Brian Laudrup, undoubtedly the sort of player Tommy would have welcomed in any of his line-ups, lobbed in the second. Pierre van Hooijdonk pulled one back and a great chance fell to Simon Donnelly minutes from time. Alas, from only yards out, he contrived to put the ball over the bar. Who would have blamed Tommy for giving up football forever there and then!

HOOP HOOP HOORAY…Tommy Burns (extreme right) with his celebrating Celtic team-mates after the 1983 Scottish Cup Final triumph.

Walter Smith, after picking up a league and Cup double, won the Scottish Football Writers’ Manager of the Year award. I will always remember how he opened his acceptance speech. He said: “Thank you for this award and for all of those who voted for me.” There was a brief pause before the Rangers manager continued: “But there is another man who should be here collecting this honour – Tommy Burns.”

It was a fabulous gesture from Walter Smith, a man who realised better than most what Tommy was trying to achieve and how he was going about it at Celtic, Rangers’ fiercest rivals. Walter would also know the pressure that is relentless on an Old Firm boss. The demands are endless.

Walter Smith, along with Ally McCoist, would help carry Tommy Burns’ coffin into St.Mary’s Church, in the Calton district of Glasgow, twelve short years later. Tommy’s ex-Celtic colleagues Pat Bonner, George McCluskey, Peter Grant and Danny McGrain were the other pallbearers, but the presence of the two Ibrox men merely demonstrated that Tommy Burns transcended the Great Divide in Glasgow.

Thousands lined the streets as the cortege made its way from the east end of Glasgow to Linn Cemetery on the south side of the city. There were Celtic, Rangers and all sorts of football fans present to say their last farewells to a great man. There were people there who probably didn’t know the shape of a football, but they had turned out to pay their tributes. You need to be special to achieve that.

Tommy Burns was special.

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torentialtribute · 5 years

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England 1-1 France: England draw after Adil Aouchiche cancels out Sam Greenwood’s penalty

England were forced to settle for a draw in their Under-17 European Championship opener after France ' s Adil Aouchiche canceled out Sam Greenwood's penalty.

Having been paired with France, Holland and Sweden in Group B at the tournament in the Republic of Ireland Steve Cooper and his team knew there would be no freebies.

And so it proved on opening night as they were forced to absorb waves of pressure created by a talented French opposition after Arsenal's Greenwood had converted a first-half penalty.

Arsenal's Sam Greenwood put England Under-17s ahead against France

Greenwood celebrates with Noni Madueke after his goal but England had to settle for a draw

The striker showed excellent composition from the penalty spot to put England in the lead

The England players celebrate following Greenwood's goal in their opening game

There was an inevitability about Aouchiche's 79th-minute equalizer given the balance of play after the break and, by the end, England were probably relieved to emerge with a point.

The shared spoils mean Holland take the early initiative in the group following their 2-0 win over Sweden earlier on Friday. The Dutch will provide England's next opposition in Dublin on Monday.

The evening had started in farce when referee Rade Obrenovic and his team of officials found themselves seeing the sights of County Offaly, about an hour's drive to the south of Longford venue, after their transportation took a wrong turning.

Adil Aouchiche celebrates after scoring the equalizer for France in the 79th minute

The France players were jubilant following Aouchiche's important intervention

It meant a half-hour delay to kick-off, disrupting the preparations of both teams , but at least Obrenovic remembered to play the mat ch to 90-minute length as opposed to the 80-minute games seen previously in this tournament.

MATCH FACTS

England (4-3-3): Moulden; Walcott, Robinson (Bondswell 54), Harwood-Bellis (c), Palmer (Bate 65); Azeez, Roberts, Weir; Rogers, Greenwood, Madueke (Gelhardt 88)

Substitutes not used: Trafford (GK); Mengi, Jenks, Knight

Coach: Steve Cooper

Scorer: Greenwood 34 pen

Booked: Robinson, Walcott, Palmer, Harwood-Bellis

France (4-3-3): Zinga; Soppy (Pembele 90 + 4), Kouassi, Ntenda, Matsima; Agoume (c), Zidane (Aouchiche 59), Millot (Lepenant 81); Mbuku (Lihadji 81), Rutter, Traore (Bakwa 59)

Substitutes not used: Nazih (GK); Altikulac, Youte Kinkoue, Nsona Wa Saka

Coach: Jean-Claude Giuntini

Scorer: Aouchiche 79

Booked: Mbuku, Ntenda, Kouassi

Referee: Rade Obrenovic (Slovenia)

The name that leaped out of the team sheets was Theo Zidane in the France midfield. The third son of Zinedine plays for Real Madrid's academy and was looking to emulate his goalkeeper brother Luca, who won the Under-17 European Championship the last time France did in 2015.

There were a couple of sharp spins in midfield, but England kept Zidane Jr. largely quiet until stoppage time in the first half. That was when his low struck free-kick rebounded off the whole of England captain Taylor Harwood-Bellis and forced keeper Louis Moulden to readjust his body to save.

Spells of France pressure bookended the opening half, with England superior inbetween. The Young Lions had been forced into defensive mode early on, though France actually created little.

Once England warmed up to the occasion, they started to pose a threat, firstly from set pieces and then from open play.

Arsenal's Miguel Azeez pinged an inviting free-kick to the back post that Harwood-Bellis, or Manchester City, with a thumping header that France keeper Melvin Zinga turned over.

Noni Madueke, who left Tottenham's academy for PSV Eindhoven last year in search of a clearer path to first-team football, looked dangerous on the right side.

And he was the man clipped by Jean-Claude Ntenda fractionally outside the box in the build-up to England's opener just after the half-hour.

The free kick was fed into a crowded penalty area like a pinball and amid all child of bumping, Cole Palmer was dragged clumsily to the peat by Amadou Traore.

Those in blue shirts tried to protest that both sides had leg guilty or shirt grabbing but the referee quickly pointed to the spot. Greenwood was a picture of calm, sending Zinga the wrong way.

Once again, England had weather pressure at the beginning of the second-half. France captain Lucien Agoume was the only player on the field with decent first-team experience, with second-tier Sochaux, and sometimes it shone through.

Agoume was involved in most of France's moves, while forward Georginio Rutter scuffed a shot when he might have done better.

England were second best but had an excellent opportunity to make it 2-0. Matt Bondswell, another English youngster who left these shores for the finishing school of Germany's Bundesliga with RB Leipzig, cut back a cross from which Greenwood rattled the post with the French defense sleeping.

But that chance was very much against the run of second-half play and certainly wasn't harsh on England when substitute Aouchiche equalized with 11 minutes left.

Nathanael Mbuku's cross from the left deflected off a defender into the path of Enzo Millot, whose strike was kept out by the glove of Moulden. But the keeper could only divert the ball straight to Aouchiche following in and he rammed it home.

There were certainly some hairy moments for England after that as they clung on defensively. Moulden saved brilliantly from Chrislain Matsima in the closing minutes to ensure no further damage.

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TOMMY BURNS passed away on this date 11 years ago at the all-too-young age of 51.

Hay, former Celtic manager, player, scout and now a Club Ambassador, was a close friend of the Hoops icon. Here is his touching homage.

TOMMY BURNS approached me at St.Joseph’s Roman Catholic Church in Clarkston and said in a matter-of-fact manner, ‘The cancer’s back.’

AN INSPIRATION…Davie Hay’s tribute to Tommy Burns.

IN THE THICK OF THE ACTION…Tommy Burns battles for the ball in a game against Partick Thistle. Lifelong friend Billy Stark is close at hand as Derek Whyte looks on in the background.

Tommy Burns was special.

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Sheffield United 2-0 Ipswich: Blades all but secure promotion to Premier League

Sheffield United is again effective in the Premier League for the first time since 2007 – and the mathematical confirmation could already start during lunch on

More than 30,000 saw Scott Hogan, on loan from Aston Villa, and Jack O'Connell score the goals left by Bramall Lane and were ready to greet Manchester United and Liverpool next season

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The Blades convincing win against degradation of Ipswich means that Chris Wilder & # 39; s side is now six points away from third place Leeds United, who still have two games to go, the first against Aston Villa at noon

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] Sheffield United (3-4-1-2): Henderson; Basham; Egan; O & # 39; Connell; Baldock; Norwood; Fleck; Stevens; Duffy (Lundstram 85); Hogan (Sharp 63); McGoldrick (Madine 78)

Scorers: Hogan 24, O & # 39; Connell 71

Ipswich (4-1-4-1) : Gerken; Bree; Chambers; Nsiala; Kenlock; Skuse; Jackson (Dozzell 68); bishop; Downes; judge; Keane (Chalobah 8)

Equally important, the goal balance of The Blades 13 is better than their rivals in Yorkshire. In other words, nothing will stop their promotion now.

There was a great buzz around Bramall Lane for the kick-off.

The magazines have since tried 10 different managers, who have since tried 10 different managers. to bring them back to the promised land, including Bryan Robson, the late Gary Speed and Nigel Clough.

The job he did is remarkable, especially since the club lost its back in August after losing their first few games and internal disputes took place between

On paper, United had no better opponents may ask Ipswich, who are clearly at the bottom of the championship and who have been relegated a long time ago. [19459003

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In the 10 minutes opening alone, David McGoldrick, Mark Duffy and Oliver Norwood should have brought them forward while Will Keane was wrong with the visitors.

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After 12 minutes the number of possession was in favor of United 66%, but the moan van McGoldrick had smothered another chance by a desperate cleanup from Toto Nsiala underlined the fear

Wilder & # 39; s men had a

O & # 39; Connell was the supplier on the left flank, waving in a cross to the nearest post, where Hogan cleverly escapes to shoot the ball past Dean Gerken

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Skipper Oliver Norwood, arguably the eye-catching person in the team, caught a half-volley well on the edge of the box that was on its way to the upper corner until wide bent.

Full back George Baldock sprinted in the box but took a heavy touch with only Gerken to beat and the opportunity was gone

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Soctt Hogan gave the hosts the 1-0 lead over the already degraded Ipswich on Saturday

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Sheffield United has a proud history of winning the league championship in the 19th century to score the Premier League's first goal was Brian Deane against Manchester United in 1992.

Their current generation of fans crave a return and the 30,000 who came on Saturday play an encouraging ovation the interval with their heroes a goal for the good.

It was almost 2-0 at the start of the second period when Norwood curled in a free kick from an angle that painfully hit the far post

United borrower Dean Henderson still made a goal attempt at Sheffield's goal, but as long as the score remained tight, you could feel the tension.

Home fans shouted for handball against Cole Skuse more in hope than expectation. They then celebrated McGoldrick's distant post heads until they realized it was the side mesh that wrinkled rather than the back of the net.

Club legend Sharp was introduced to a standing ovation after 63 minutes to see if he could add his 24 goals this season.

Eight minutes later, there was lame when John Fleck & # 39; s corner became smashed by O & # 39; Connell above the Ipswich defense. Finally, Blades fans felt they could celebrate without inhibition and the singing of & # 39; We're going up, we're going up & # 39; was heard 35 miles north in Leeds as torch smoke flew around the stadium.

Sheffield United fans celebrate Hogan's goal by releasing a red flame during the first half

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