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Anthony Richard "Tony" Pulis (born 16 January 1958) is a Welsh football manager and former footballer currently managing Stoke City. Pulis obtained his FA coaching badge at the age of 19, followed by his UEFA 'A' licence aged 21 – making him one of the youngest professional players ever to have obtained the qualification. His son, Anthony, is a professional footballer and played under Pulis at Stoke. Pulis had a seventeen year career as a defender where he played for Bristol Rovers, Newport County, Bournemouth and Gillingham. He did also have a short spell in Hong Kong with Happy Valley.
Pulis took his first steps into management at Bournemouth, where he was a player/coach and then Harry Redknapp's assistant. He then took control when Redknapp left the club. He then went on to Gillingham before leaving in 1999 after a dispute with chairman Paul Scally. Pulis then had unsuccessful spells at Bristol City and Portsmouth before being appointed manager of Stoke City in 2002. He guided Stoke through a tough 2002–03 season avoiding relegation to Division Two on the final day of the season. He spent two more seasons with Stoke before being sacked by Stoke's Icelandic board for 'failing to exploit the foreign market'. He spent the 2005–06 season at Plymouth Argyle before returning to Stoke along with Peter Coates. After narrowly missing out on a play-off spot in the 2006–07 season he guided Stoke City to the Premier League in the 2007–08 season by finishing runners-up in the Football League Championship.
Marduk!!!
Lord of the earth
In power exalted above and below
In whose hand the son is a
Glittering and sword and the moon
Ppo mops igsnges opiko mops
Teletapkae epidezia kpsnikes
Epaiapistepo daimonos teg op gai
Pepi mops o asten ton pe
Nte, kai en tei steile o astep ton
Ezteke
Fire who measure your
Garments in the midst,
My vesture, trusseth, you are as
The palms of my hands brightened
Your vestments with
Dark infernal light, cover us
Made a law to govern the holy ones
And deliver a rod with
Wisdom supreme
You litted your voices and swore
Your allegiance to Him that lived
Triumphant whose beginning but,
End cannot be
Which shinneth as a flame in the
Midst of you palace, and reigneth
Among you as the balance of life
Move, therefore and appear!!!
Open the mysteries of you creation
And be friendly to me
I reign over them saith the lord in
Power the moon is ineriable, you are
As the palms of my hands and brightened
Your vestments with dark infernal light!!!
The true worshipper of the high priest