🚨 Michael Jackson will be Burnley’s interim manager until the end of the season, club statement confirms.
Follows Scott Parker leaving with immediate effect.
>be horse, 10,000 BC
>thunder across the Eurasian steppes in massive herds
>humans approach with spears
>heart pounding
>be cornered
>they don't eat you
>they offer grain and salt
>be domesticated horse, 4000 BC
>humans tie a cart to you and your friend
>pull the cart around
>every human that witnesses your work is amazed
>your kind spreads across the world side by side with man
>be warhorse, 2000 BC
>you pull the chariots that decide empires
>without your speed and power, no conquest, no trade routes
>the Hittites, the Egyptians, the Mycenaeans
>their glory rides on your legs
>civilization is literally pulled forward under your power
>be warhorse, 300BC
>bigger and stronger than ever before
>humans now ride on your back
>be called Bucephalus
>carry your master across the world
>kingdoms fall under your hooves and your master's sword
>hailed as the greatest of your kind to ever live
>sire a legendary lineage that becomes the envy of the kingdoms of men
>be warhorse, 44BC
>so widespread and diverse that armies are made up of men and horses from thousands of miles apart
>turn the tide of world-changing battles and maneuvers
>roads your trod down will be used for millennia
>history is carried forward on your back
>be warhorse, 900 AD
>armored head to hoof
>steel in the field, genteel in the pasture
>just like the master
>you carry the men that bring news, help, honor, and leadership
>you are the symbol and source of their status
>civilization depends on you
>be warhorse, 1683 AD
>Islam lays siege to Vienna with all of Europe prostrate beyond
>the city is desperate for relief
>supplies are short and the underminers threaten the walls
>3,000 men in winged armor ride on your back to the salvation of Christendom
>Europe is literally saved by your turn of the tide
>be standard horse, 1778 AD
>15 years old
>pretty unremarkable but notice loud noises don't bother you
>be given away as a gift
>owner already has another horse, but alright
>he ends up liking you more because you don't care about noise
>he starts riding you through a bunch of crowds making a ton of noise
>become a famous symbol of the era and watch the British Empire surrender to your boss
>America is literally born on your back
>be workhorse, 1915 AD
>drafted along with your master to fight for the king
>pull ammunition carts from rail depots to guns
>the machine-horses on tracks make your job easier because you don't have carry as much as far
>eight million of your kind are killed to fight the war to end all wars
>the war doesn't end war
>the war ends your relationship with mankind
>be horse, 1955 AD
>nobody has use for you anymore
>they've made smaller machine horses
>they're cheaper to feed
>they're easier to learn
>they carry more weight
>they take all of your jobs
>be horse, 2026 AD
>nobody cares about you anymore
>you survive as a pet to young rich girls
>sometimes she shows you off to an audience but you feel something is missing
>your cousin runs races for gambling addicts
>your brother sometimes pulls tourists around in New York
>you heard of some horses that carry cops around but it sounds like folklore
>there are more toys of your kind than actual horses