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    Posted: 06 February 2013 at 9:05am
The Flowers of Manchester. Rest in Peace lads.

One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,
Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory,
Eight men who will never play again who met destruction there,
The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester

Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade,
This great United family, all masters of their trade,
The Pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,
Three times they tried to take off and twice turned back again.

The third time down the runaway disaster followed close,
There was a slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose,
It ploughed into the marshy ground, it broke, it overturned.
And eight of the team were killed as the blazing wreckage burned.

Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side.
And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died,
Mark Jones and Eddie Colman, and David Pegg also,
They all lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow.

Big Duncan he went to, with an injury to his frame,
And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again,
The great Sir Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team
Three long months passed by before he walked again.

The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew,
Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew,
and one of them Big Swifty, who we'll ne'er forget,
the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net.

Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great,
its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate.
Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there,
the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester

We are Con Air. You will be assimilated. We will add your biological and technological distinctiveness to our own. Your culture will adapt to service us. Resistance is futile.
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Originally posted by A Evans A Evans wrote:

The Flowers of Manchester. Rest in Peace lads.

One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,

Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory,

Eight men who will never play again who met destruction there,

The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester



Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade,

This great United family, all masters of their trade,

The Pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,

Three times they tried to take off and twice turned back again.



The third time down the runaway disaster followed close,

There was a slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose,

It ploughed into the marshy ground, it broke, it overturned.

And eight of the team were killed as the blazing wreckage burned.



Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side.

And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died,

Mark Jones and Eddie Colman, and David Pegg also,

They all lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow.



Big Duncan he went to, with an injury to his frame,

And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again,

The great Sir Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team

Three long months passed by before he walked again.



The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew,

Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew,

and one of them Big Swifty, who we'll ne'er forget,

the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net.



Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great,

its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate.

Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there,

the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester






Excellent post Evans, my father when he speaks of this still gets emotional,

In 1972, Roy Bergiers scored that try and said "that was for you lofty"

"All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us"
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