Surely they are delivering those green coloured leaflets for their friends?Couldn’t wait to spread the doom and gloom last week and stick the knife into the side. Now all of sudden they are surprisingly absent
Ah yes but they are not trolls
That’s why I love you.. you think that this is some sort of football discussion message board! LololWhy are you moaning about people who are not moaning - just kidding Jedi…
Ha ha Newy, it could be…That’s why I love you.. you think that this is some sort of football discussion message board! Lolol
He’s a director isn’t he.Ha ha Newy, it could be…
Btw, was your protege Mr. S Fry in attendance last night? I did look, but I couldn’t see him!!!
He has something to do with the club mate, I’m not sure though in what capacity. I’m sure someone in the know will provide us with confirmation.He’s a director isn’t he.
He’s folding over the cleaner I think mateHe has something to do with the club mate, I’m not sure though in what capacity. I’m sure someone in the know will provide us with confirmation.
Ha ha Newy, it could be…
Btw, was your protege Mr. S Fry in attendance last night? I did look, but I couldn’t see him!!!
View attachment 56203
Ooh, I do hope so! I’d like to hear the eloquent way he described such a defeat.
“eleven red shirted brutes became three hundred spartans at the behest of their geordie troubadour.. a retelling of the battle of thermopylae intertwined with and soundtracked by Miles Davis.. so what, in a silent way. victory of samothrace became a spirit of ecstasy in a genuine rolls royce of a performance, that infant hercules no longer the alfa romero of the championship turning our bright brilliant of canary yellow to duck egg blue.
Hats off to those magnificent reds ‘et tu brute’ as our backs were turned.. a long overdue recompense for our Wembley dissection. God speed you northern delecants, may your journey be swift and true, may we meet again in a higher climate to once again dance that fateful bolero..adios you lucky bstards”