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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

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So, I stroll down to the Falkirk Wheel. If you haven’t seen it, you’re missing out! It’s this massive boat lift thingy. I mean, who even thought of that? Genius! I’m snapping pics, feeling like a tourist in my own city. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs into me. Like, full-on shoulder check. I spill my coffee all over my new shirt. Ugh! I’m fuming. I mean, come on, kid! Watch where you’re going!

Scott Arfield is just one Falkirk hero but there's too many of them to thank for saving my club