Christian's Inspiring Monologue For All Grans
It is not the critic who counts, not the gran who points out how the strong gran stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better.
The credit belongs to the gran who is actually in the arena, who's face is marred by dust and sweat, and blood.
Cometh the hour, cometh the gran.
One hundred grans will enter the arena. Only one will be crowned Queen of the Grans.
But all grans will leave as winners.
They dared to dream; to kick.
If you build it they will come.
If you build it... they will GRAN.