[Football] If............

[Badger]

Liverpool. And I’d like to see Hughton go absolutely ****ing head mental for every goal right in Klopp’s face.

This. Of course every goal would be explained away by a poor refereeing decision or Dunk giving their keeper concussion or playing the match too soon after their previous one.

 

[Cheshire Cat]

Everton

 

[Me and my Monkey]

Leicester. That pecking order needs a bloody good shake up.

 

[Baldseagull]

Liverpool at Anfield, two reasons, that is our third fixture and would generate a lot of confidence in the team, and for Liverpool fans to see how a classy manager behaves when burying the opposition.

 

[oldboyroy]

yep Liverpool all day long after they did us twice last season

 

[Weststander]

Everton

 

[lawros left foot]

Man Utd, and Mourinho sacked the next day.

 

[hitony]

Another! vote for Chelsea...... I really do hope they go out of the premier league!! you can search all my posts and I doubt i have used the word "Hate" that much, but with this team I can use it.....If we beat them 1...0 I will go out and celebrate massively!!

 

[Hillian1]

Bournemouth

 

[jessiejames]

All of them, and of.

 

[ManOfSussex]

 

[Blue Valkyrie]

....you could pick one club for BHA to dish out a good 5-0 thrashing to,who would you choose?by the way,Palace do not count as we can take it as read that we always want to beat them,for me it would be Wolves,I am getting sick of listening to their fans banging on about how they are going to be a top 6 side this season and the media ****-fest about how great they are,especially the endless crap talkSHITE keep wafffling on about them,if we beat them home and away I would love it! Love it!!!!

I know what you mean.

The Wolves love in is so irritating. They seem to be bigger World Beaters than even Huddersfield !

 

[ManOfSussex]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

 

[Tony Towner's Fridge]

Manure 5-0 would be lovely....

But Manure, Chelski, Liverpool, Arse and Spurs 1-0 each would be lovelier....


TNBA

TTF

 

[Petee]

Huddersfield. At their place.

Wipe that smile off that Penfold ****

 

[Biscuit]

Another vote for Liverpool.

 

[sams dad]

Bournemouth

Oh yes, I would love to wipe the smile off of smug Eddie’s face.

 

[Paulie Gualtieri]

Saints away

Only as they hated it when we did them 1-3 a few seasons back

Crewe away simply from being banned from a local fruit machine for taking locals money out of the community!


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[sams dad]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

You’ll be in big trouble if Manchester Students Union get wind of this!

 

[Norman Potting]

I would like us to beat a big club at the Amex, Arsenal or even Man U perhaps...

...oh.