Blimey. Over-reaction much?
Blimey. Over-reaction much?
No. You can mess up some things, but not that. I made a point of being back in my seat for the start of the second half, because there's some 'well hard lads' to my right in the WSU who always sing it at the start of the second half and I have to say GOSBTS is not something that can or should be allowed to be cocked up. I looked at the West Midlanders afterwards and I felt shame.......................
Knockaert. That was taking the piss.Oh...another one. The showboating with the step-overs. Which player was that?
Ah. It's a wind-up. Fair enough, you got me.
That PL arch must be a reject from Ikea. Like me putting up a flatpack wardrobe.
Knockaert. That was taking the piss.
And watching highlights of Hemed's celebrations. Bloody hell, that goal meant an awful lot to him and he thoroughly deserved it. Really pleased for him.
The words "tin" and "pot" spring to mind. All those squillions sloshing around in the top tier of football and they have something that looks as though it was knocked up out of bits found in their grandad's shed. And then they make some poor chaps carry it right across the pitch whilst getting sprayed with water.
I remembered another. That saving tackle in the North East corner by Dunk (?) Loved it.
And yet another...the attendance being read out and no away fans attendance for people to clap.
Go go gadget leg.
Left my nemesis (old bloke, two rows in front of me in the WSU who never cheers, barely musters a clap when we scores, regularly failing to get out of his seat when we do, ticks names off his program and can often be found reading said program throughout the games) considerably disgruntled, audibly asking all those around him why they hadn't announced the away fan numbers as bizarrely this is the only thing that never fails to get him off his seat and applauding whenever it used to be read out.
Back on topic I particularly enjoyed us schooling a largely anti football team and in particular getting one back on Pulis for the 3-0 cup drubbing at Stoke when playing under Gus.