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Just give him a pen - Janssen tribute

Right from the start He was a sub, he stole my Kane And I his loving fan I let him take the chances of ours, they weren't all on spot And with every touch he screwed them Now he’s been shooting in his dreams oh oh Things he never showed to me oh oh Show me that you've had enough Of your fails, your fails

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Getting ready (1/6)

In July I listened a lot to some songs. This one>was one of these. Obviously after what happened I stopped listening to it for a while, listened to it again a few days ago. Still hurts, but it’s also great motivation... anyway I started writing listening to it, I guess it's my way to deal with the upcomming game. I really gotta learn to write in English.

Alors les petits? So kids? Quoi de neuf depuis la dernière fois? What's up since last time? Vous vous sentez prêts c'est ça? Feeling ready now? Vous n'avez plus, le trac? You’re not afraid anymore? 1/3… For those who joined Il est grand temps que les temps changent c'est l'moment It’s past time things change, it’s time Sèche tes larmes et prépare ta lame, viens avec nous Wipe away your tears, prepare your blade and come with us Mets-toi dans l'coup, viens rallumer la flamme Get in, come light up the flame again Pour nous c'est plus que du rap, c'est toute notre vie To us it’s more than rap, it’s our whole life C'est plus que des fans, c'est toute notre ville It’s more than fans, it’s our whole town C'est pas une question d'âge, pas une question d'couleur It’s not about age, not about colour Pas une question d'race, de poids ou de physique Not about race, weight, physical Mais c'est une question d'âme, c'est une question d'douleur But it’s about soul, it’s about pain C'est une question de rage, d'foi et de musique It’s about rage, faith and music Et peut-être bien qu'on s'trompe, qu'c'est nous les cons, mais viens on va s'lancer Maybe we’re wrong, we’re dumb, but come we’re gonna try Et puis si on aura pas changé le monde, on moins nous on aura changé And if we won’t change the world, at least we would have changed. The ball was shot so hard it bounced back all the way to Vincent who had to move to dodge it. Most players had already left the training ground but Harry was still there, shooting balls after balls, each stronger than the previous one. “Planning to break Courtois’s arm with one of these?” Finally made aware that someone was there, Harry turned and, realizing where the Dutch was standing he quickly apologized. “Sorry ‘bout that mate.” Using his left feet, he made the nearest fly high enough to catch it. “I just really want to crush these Chelsea cunts.” Vincent rose a curious eyebrow. Of course, he knew about the rivalry, London’s clubs pretty much all hated each other. Of course, last season left some scars on Tottenham’s pride, but they faced them already in this season, Kane was motivated back then, but that much? Nah, today he really was angry. “I thought Arsenal were the ultimate villains?” Harry grinned as he shook his head, it just wasn’t that simple. “Arsenal is… Well imagine you’re on a beach, trying to make the best sand castle…” Janssen wasn’t quite sure what his mate meant, but decided to play along and started picturing himself with bucket and shovel, he laughed a little, wondering how everyone else on the beach would react to him acting like a kid. Kane continued. “Arsenal’s the guy that keeps checking on your castle with a smugly laugh and somehow year after year his castle will be better than yours and he’ll be happy about it because that’s his main goal, he doesn’t care about the rest as long as he beats you.” Vincent nodded, he knew guys like that when he was a child. He obviously didn’t like them much. “Chelsea doesn’t even care about building his castle. He’d just come and crash yours… And then Arsenal would laugh. Obviously.” Harry’s grimace was too much and Vincent just had to laugh. He understood what his friend meant, Chelsea was always there to ruin the day, the whole team was looking forward to the day that they would prove they were worthy opponents to the blue team. “If you want fans to love you, a goal against Chelsea is just as good as one against Arsenal… if we win the game.” It was Vince’s turn to shake his head. “Na, you know me. I have the draw curse, if I play we’ll draw.” He grabbed the ball which ended up near him and sent it to Harry. “I count on you instead!” Harry smiled as he proceeded to resume his extra training. “I’ll be ready.”