I've arranged for two metaphorical buckets to be placed at each Town turnstile tomorrow, to be used if required as follows, as you enter the fortress that is Portman Road.
The little pale red bucket:
Chuck any nervousness, inhibition, unwillingness to sing in here; you won't be needing it.
The Big Bright Blue Bucket:
Take from here, if you need it, the heart and the roar of a lion, the strength and stamina of an elephant, the courage and team spirit of a wolf.
I know most of you won't need either cos you'll be roaring the boys on for 97 minutes anyway you glorious Town fans, but just in case...
 *** COME ON YOU BLUES ***
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