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I wouldn’t doubt for a second that the geniuses that brought you Adrien Silva, Steffano Sensi and Danny Ward have this all in hand have spunked tens of millions into the void.

Yes mate, picking up on what you were saying. I know you’re not a happy clapper!

Seriously. Wake up, they don’t care about you, the club or the results. When has Maresca ever had something to say about the city or the history of the club? ****ing mercenaries to a man, other than JV and the completely forgotten Albrighton. I can’t wait for the club to be rid of Maresca and...

P45’s are quite wordy… hopefully.

It’s more than just one game though isn’t it? Nothing would have changed in the medium to long term if Vestergaard got on the end of the last corner of the game and salvaged a point.

If you’ve made it all the way to ****ing Plymouth to watch that half arsed shite you should be making your feelings clear. Nothing will change if everyone sits there clapping and smiling. Start by not giving the club that pisses money up the wall your own hard earned.

I think we can only revel in the gallows humour that she’d be precisely as effective as Dakinbiyi.

Tell you what, because you’re a mate I’ll do you that price for one season on loan as a sort of ‘try before you buy’ and then an obligation to purchase for just £10k which only activates after she’s shit on the kitchen floor after getting upset about the window cleaner. Wins all round. Susan...

Love it. I’d never heard of Mazzy Star until I heard ‘Look On Down From the Bridge’ in an episode of Rick & Morty of all places and it was so ****ing beautiful and sad I had to find out who made it. They made a couple of gorgeous albums.

Jon Rudkin you say? Sorry but I’ve grown quite attached. I simply couldn’t part with melty faced ****flap for less than £50k. Sorry but that’s all I have to say on the matter.

I threw an extra bottle of wine in the trolley and booked softplay for the kid at 9am tomorrow morning, knowing I’d need both after another shit result. Genuinely better planning than the fraud we employ as manager.

I’ve got an 8 year old flatulent half boxer mongrel who is thick as mince and the bane of my ****ing life if you fancy giving me £3000 for her and coming to pick her up?

Meant to reply to this ages ago, we literally had the exact same exchange a year or two ago when I’d posted a Silver Jews track or something else by Berman in this thread. And I have checked out Preston School of Industry and they have become a part of the algorithm that Spotify feeds to me!

If one of them could feed Wout’s passport to a Donkey and douse him with a fire extinguisher that would be smashing.

That would be the obvious thing to do, even to try it for a few games and see what happens. See Mastermind pays no attention trifling things like experience, leadership, knowledge… that’s why we’ve barely seen Coady and Albrighton this season. That’s not what matters, what matters is Maresca...

Great minds…. :icon lol:

What’s ‘spit on it and stick it in’ got to do with it?

Let it all out, it’s a safe space. I don’t think anyone can make excuses for what’s happened to the club over the last five years, FA Cup aside.

I can’t, looking back on the season it’s been a house of cards. I was blinded by the results and on the rebound from relegation so went along with it for a bit. Those results have proven to be a curse in the long run because there’s absolutely no sense of mission or urgency left with the manager...

Putting the hideously ineffective, dull football and inability to motivate his team to one side…. he started Faes and Daka. Literally no one in their right mind would have started either of the useless ****s tonight after recent performances. They cost us the game. It’s reached the point...

On the list of reason to ****ing loathe Man City, inflicting this utter ballbag on us is almost at the top.

The completely useless striker that literally no one would have had in their starting line up has squandered the couple of chances we created tonight. Bottlejob players lead by a ****ing fraud of a manager.

Oh look, the exact same shit again. Maresca can’t manage football games. He sets his toy soldiers up and stands back to watch it all happen. Arrogance personified. He’s spent the week bleating about the schedule and slagging Tom Cannon off. He’s Rodgers without the CV. Regardless of what...

Just going through the motions watching us play at this point. Win, lose or draw it’s dull as ****ing dishwater overseen by someone with zero ability to manage a game of football. A load of soulless, doing it for the sake of it, plug in and play shit. And yeah I’m sure I’ll get called a ****...

As has becoming the theme of our entire society, the rich and powerful are allowed to **** every single service and institution without any consequence whatsoever. The wankers that allowed this happen and knew what was in the pipeline were allowed to lead the ‘internal review’. I speechless to...

Never had no one ever ****s it for me… but Cemetery Gates to Some Girls is flawless. I snuck The Boy With a Thorn In His Side into our wedding playlist actually, no hidden meaning like :icon lol:

While I’m at it… A better run of songs on album than this? Hit me.

Not one of my all time favourite Smiths songs particularly, but a ****ing great bass line. Coming up to a year since Andy Rourke passed away and this rolled around while Spotify did its thing. Above all else it’s quite an appropriate song for the moment….

It’s a load of imagined shite directed at them there young people, must be their fault.

Yeah we’ve ****ed this haven’t we? The winning was nice for a bit but when the going gets tough, anyone in a City shirt still thoroughly shits their knickers. Can’t see how they’ll cope at all with the playoffs. Got to say Maresca had me going for a bit but I’ve gone full 180 over the last...

Yeah he's a lovely little fella, grown quite fond of him.

Braggy, Beacon Hill and Bluebell Woods are still my happy place. Saturday morning at one of those then off to Filbo to watch Muzzy was my childhood.

2 this summer, don’t know where it’s gone!

Word in the sheets.

Made his first trip up to Old John this week with his grandad…. The same grandad that was running round up there with me on his shoulders 30 years ago… The same grandad who slipped and sent me cartwheeling arse over tit down the hill bouncing off the rocks and landing 200 yards away… Explains a...