Mattmeister
Member
I went up to the back row to talk to Sidekick at half time and the bloke a couple of seats away inexplicably started talking to us about how little Yak offers, to which I replied "yeah, a goal every other game, useless". Seconds - literally seconds - before he scored, some obese bloke a few seats away from me shouted a load of abuse at him about being lazy, without any obvious irony in his voice. Still celebrated the goal I notice, you fat twat. That cancer stick you lit up in the stands after the game won't help your ability to run, by the way, and nor will the pie you inhaled at half time. Hypocritical, fat, clueless, fat, sweaty, fat, lazy fat wanker.
The goals just don't count for these f***wits.