Originally Posted by
SBRed48
The gnarled old soothsayer that lives amongst the tree roots at the top of 'Arnd Hill appeared through the mist and cackled---
"Listen Well SB. It be written that the team by the name of Wigan from over yonder hills keep a curse on any fixture at the Well by the Oak.
So it be that the curse predicts that no home team shall win. The team that plays in Red there is forever doomed. The curse can only be lifted by a stranger from far-away lands providing funds for a central defensive experienced leader"