Fear ye not me olde shipmates. </p> There is no intention, aye, ter confuse this jolly challenge with the scurvy goins on in the Captain Morgan Cup.</p> Ye may all rest assured that yer forecasts refer only to the championship encounters played at ye olde Oakwell, an' as such, ye don hev ter treck to Treasure Island tonight in order to swell ye olde turnstiles simply fer that purpose, unless it's Puritee on ye pie an rum stand who has caught yer eye.</p> A win tonight me hearties, then on ter victory as we board HMS Deepdale o Friday night and take every livin' soul aboard.</p> Cabin boy, bring me rum. Avast! and for long.</p>