Here speaks someone who has probably never lived here, some of the post is close to reality but much of it isn't.
The centre of Cheltenham is very nice, but at a cost, the outskirts are largely utter toilet where even pit-bulls go round in pairs. Chops is spot on with his assessment of...
I can remember John Byrne not scoring a sitter for Sunderland in front of the North Stand...then wiping his forehead whilst smiling in our direction...I am not saying he was trying not to score, but he did a very poor impression of someone who was!
This...maybe ask FBS to do a special remix:
We've come a long long way together,
from the Goldstone to Falmer,
I have to celebrate you Albion,
I have to praise you all that's worth!
...not sure about the end, can't quite get it to rhyme with Falmer.
I thought the attitude of the girls was quite refreshing, they went out dressed like cheap tarts after a thrill but that was the last thing on their mind, their community seems to have some high moral values in that respect...not so sure about this grabbing thing though, that isn't far off assault!
Yeah, it smacks of elitism doesn't it...what I love about the Albion, particularly during the darkest hours, is the sense of us all being in this together...maybe not anymore!
Exactly, and explained his reasons why...he sounds like a fairly typical Liberal to me...and yeah, it takes one to know one!
The best bit for me was Campbell playing a very straight bat to the crap that Galloway threw at him, didn't rise to it and made him look pretty stupid...though he didn't...
Have I had a Bobby Ewing moment and missed half a season...come back and ask when promotion has been achieved and we can see what sort of squad and budget are available...until then it isn't really an issue as far as I am concerned, let's concentrate on earning the right to play there first!
River Plate in Buenos Aires...huge stadium that was moving when the crowd were jumping up and down, a bit unnerving at first, but when you realise that they do it for every home game it is somewhat reassuring.
I burnt the end of my finger on a pot of molten metal when I was a little kid...yeah, I know it was a stupid thing to do...the smell of my flesh burning reminded me of roast pork, to this day I can't eat the stuff and retch when I smell it cooking...and the fingerprint never grew back, all I...
Repair for a detatched retina, it was caught fairly late and I wasn't sure whether I might lose the sight in my right eye. After the operation my sight was something like 50% but that recovered to +90% over the space of a couple of months, though my night vision in that eye isn't the best.
It has to be someone who smells, I can pretty much tolerate the rest...I might be tempted to get into the ground before them and leave a bar of soap some shower gel and deodorant on their seat as a subtle clue...I am betting that if they honk that bad I won't be the only person who notices it.
Sorry but I don't like the sound of this at all. Moving people with an alcohol problem away from areas where the general public frequent will hardly address the real problem, that of alcoholism...this smacks of little more than ethnic cleansing, removing those seen as undesirable to somewhere...
Safeway beat me to it with the old Swindon badge, always looked more like an emblem for a snooker club than anything to do with football...mind you that sums up Swindon Town fairly well anyway.
Another vote for the Wolves badge, keeps it simple and there is no doubt what it is or who it...