It's a lonesome spot with stark landscape and is especially
striking on a clear night.
Not exact matches
It's makes me both sad and angry that a player of Eddie's abilty has had his career so adversely affected by a low life thug... a player who having arrived
on the heels of TH's departure had much to prove, who as each game went by began to show his ability, class and his incisiveness in front of goal... one of the quotes that still rings
clear after his 2 goals against the bolton thugs
on that memorable rain soaked
night in the Carling Cup was «He just doesn't miss does he», and it was getting to the stage where everyone who watches prem football, was sitting up and taking notice of this small, shy, brilliant striker — as each game went by his confidence and stature were growing, you could see him blossoming in front of the supporters...... and he was beginning to form a real
strike partnership with Bendtner who also seemed to becoming more of a pivotal player with Eddie in the side....
Loss of the Titanic «
On Sunday, April 14th, the largest and supposedly the safest steamship afloat, while steaming on her proper course, on a clear, starlit night, struck an iceberg and within a few hours sank, carrying down with her over sixteen hundred soul
On Sunday, April 14th, the largest and supposedly the safest steamship afloat, while steaming
on her proper course, on a clear, starlit night, struck an iceberg and within a few hours sank, carrying down with her over sixteen hundred soul
on her proper course,
on a clear, starlit night, struck an iceberg and within a few hours sank, carrying down with her over sixteen hundred soul
on a
clear, starlit
night,
struck an iceberg and within a few hours sank, carrying down with her over sixteen hundred souls.
One warm spring
night in 2011, a young man named Travis Hughes stood
on the back deck of the Alpha Tau Omega fraternity house at Marshall University, in West Virginia, and was
struck by what seemed to him — under the influence of powerful inebriants, not least among them the
clear ether of youth itself — to be an excellent idea: he would shove a bottle rocket up his ass and blast it into the sweet
night air.