Really?
Excellent.
Excellent.
Bastian Schweinsteiger
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In the latest episode of the United Hour Podcast, Nik (@Rood) and Imran (@Annihilate Now!) are here to discuss Amad saving our blushes in a win against Southampton as well as our now annual loss at home to Brighton. They discuss Amorim's post-match comments, revisit how mid-table we may or may not be, and discuss some transfer news.
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It was confirmed after the Bayern Munich match.
Break it to them gently
so he was using Manchester United to get a better contract, line Sneijder a couple of months ago, what a surprise
I'm happy for Bayern. Losing him would have been baaaaad. Though good for United if we had bagged him.
ChristianMcr Bastian Schweinsteiger announces the signing of his new contract until 2016 on the stadium microphone after today's win against St Pauli.
He's shit anyway.
feck him. We don't need him anyway.
Wouldn't trade him for Hargreaves!
He'll cost us 10 more millions, nothing changes.
I'm happy about that, didn't want to see him anywhere near our team.
As far as central midfield is concerned, I reckon we'll go for Defour. Might even do so in January seeing as he's not cup-tied.
As far as central midfield is concerned, I reckon we'll go for Defour. Might even do so in January seeing as he's not cup-tied.
Thought this would be closed by now.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
You Schweni, you got our hopes up and now you want to stay there. Well F you then!Is Schweinsteiger still out of the question?
he is if there's no news stories about him and pages of signed contracts at his bemused feet
Screw you for bumping this thread, colin, SCREW YOU!!
This bump got me excited.
You're a cnut dickfingers!
Colin, you're a nob.
We should start a rumour about him to get Fergie's attention
It's really funny how Schweinsteiger is regarded as the dog's bollocks around here. Basically he had one great season as a CM and that's it (well, he was OK this season, too). A good player, probably better than what we have but the fawning over him is quite baffling.
Would take an extraodinary offer to even get his attention. £45-50m. I would expect at least.
Sneijder far more realistic. Sadly, both of them are what we need.
Also, Colin wtf.
Sneijder far more realistic. Sadly, both of them are what we need.
Also, Colin wtf.
Just an innocent question, seeing as Modric & Shneider seem to be slipping away.
It'll give the Muppets something else to debate, they must be getting tired of the usual suspects...
It'll give the Muppets something else to debate, they must be getting tired of the usual suspects...
Colin you dick!
It doesn't help that I was Schweingstiger here above all other players.
It doesn't help that I was Schweingstiger here above all other players.
No it doesn't, if Modric and Sneijder are slipping away why begin on someone who not only slipped away, but collapsed away into a giant chasm months ago.
Is it my fault if the Muppets can't keep their dicks in their trousers?
We wouldn't need to get them out if they were our fingers.
He would be a very good alternative to Modric or Sneijder. Has good vision, creativity, and enough grit to get stuck in and make himself present to the opponent. Sadly, it doesn't seem like Sir Alex was ever interested in him.
Yes.
So the whole Transfer Muppet Forum is down to me then?
Yes.
Take it away, Mockers...
A darkened bedroom, lit by the lone glare of a laptop.
The sun is out, this flaming June
The gloomy clouds have gone,
But I’m up here, shut in my room
With my computer on;
You call upstairs, “Let’s go outside!”
But I’m quite deaf to you:
The transfer window's open wide,
So what's, a, boy, to, do?......
Speculate
We can only sit and speculate,
Each ten seconds click and check the state
Of the Trans-fer Round-up Paaage...
Regulate
Our emotions we can’t regulate!
Half the day we seem to vegetate,
Then just escalate, to sudden raaage -
“Gimme Sneijder, gimme Neuer
Gimme a midfield destroyer!”
“Gimme Sanchez, gimme Cesc
Modric, right now, on my desk!”
But don’t be fooled by my roving eye -
My heart is moved by just, one, guy...
Oh –
Schweini,
I'm dreamin' of you, Schweini,
Don't mean to sound too, whiny,
But, blimey, you’re what we need:
Your just the kind of Ubermensch I wish the Gaffer went for,
The Fatherland is rather bland, unlike the Trafford Centre,
With us you’d conquer England, like the old Lutfwaffe meant to,
So come and anchor our midfield!
(INSTRUMENTAL, during which the bedroom turns into a Hall of Mirrors, between which move a Chorus of newspaper reporters, agents, and penises in different football kits. A cock in a Chelsea shirt engages Plech in conversation:
COCK: Hey Plech, you still stalkin’ that Kraut?
PLECH: You betcha, Gretchen!
COCK: I don’t blame ya: he’s a Teu-tonic for all ailments!
PLECH: Hey! Keep yer doity Hans off of him, else I’m Gunther knock you down like a Klaus-line in a Gustav wind!
COCK: Easy, tiger!
PLECH: Did someone say ’steiger?!?!
COCK: Gee, fella’s got Schweinsteiger on the brain! Whadya say, doc? Case of Germanic Depression?
PASSING DOCTOR: More like Schweini Fever, if you ask me.
COCK: It’s a shame...he usta be such a Bastian of saniddy!
DOCTOR: Ouch!
PLECH: Gesundheit!)
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That’s what they call it when we f@p-till-late,
We can enter an enraptured state
Over any quote we’ve seen,
Immac-u-late-
-ly researched or plain inacc-u-rate,
Chances are we’ll still ejaculate
On the glaring, glowing screen -
“Wanna star, not Leon Osman!
Wanna legend, on a Bosman!”
“Wanna swap? - Don't even go there,
Berbatov ain't goin' nowhere!”
Yet I’ve got eyes for just one Aryan -
A big, blond, lantern-jawed Bavarian...
Schweini,
I'm dreamin' of you, Schweini,
My scheme of a new, shiny
Future depends on you!
You stand out in midfield like you'd stand out in Soweto,
You crush opponents like your granddad crushed the Warsaw Ghetto,
We won't swap you for Sneijder, even if they throw in Eto'o,
Forget-o, your debt-o, to mean old Ger-man-y,
Get up that old M-6, and join the elect,
So we can hold our dicks, forever erect,
And turn our Spec, -u, -lation
Into, Ec-, sta-, syyyyyyyyyy!
A darkened bedroom, lit by the lone glare of a laptop.
The sun is out, this flaming June
The gloomy clouds have gone,
But I’m up here, shut in my room
With my computer on;
You call upstairs, “Let’s go outside!”
But I’m quite deaf to you:
The transfer window's open wide,
So what's, a, boy, to, do?......
Speculate
We can only sit and speculate,
Each ten seconds click and check the state
Of the Trans-fer Round-up Paaage...
Regulate
Our emotions we can’t regulate!
Half the day we seem to vegetate,
Then just escalate, to sudden raaage -
“Gimme Sneijder, gimme Neuer
Gimme a midfield destroyer!”
“Gimme Sanchez, gimme Cesc
Modric, right now, on my desk!”
But don’t be fooled by my roving eye -
My heart is moved by just, one, guy...
Oh –
Schweini,
I'm dreamin' of you, Schweini,
Don't mean to sound too, whiny,
But, blimey, you’re what we need:
Your just the kind of Ubermensch I wish the Gaffer went for,
The Fatherland is rather bland, unlike the Trafford Centre,
With us you’d conquer England, like the old Lutfwaffe meant to,
So come and anchor our midfield!
(INSTRUMENTAL, during which the bedroom turns into a Hall of Mirrors, between which move a Chorus of newspaper reporters, agents, and penises in different football kits. A cock in a Chelsea shirt engages Plech in conversation:
COCK: Hey Plech, you still stalkin’ that Kraut?
PLECH: You betcha, Gretchen!
COCK: I don’t blame ya: he’s a Teu-tonic for all ailments!
PLECH: Hey! Keep yer doity Hans off of him, else I’m Gunther knock you down like a Klaus-line in a Gustav wind!
COCK: Easy, tiger!
PLECH: Did someone say ’steiger?!?!
COCK: Gee, fella’s got Schweinsteiger on the brain! Whadya say, doc? Case of Germanic Depression?
PASSING DOCTOR: More like Schweini Fever, if you ask me.
COCK: It’s a shame...he usta be such a Bastian of saniddy!
DOCTOR: Ouch!
PLECH: Gesundheit!)
- Spaculate
That’s what they call it when we f@p-till-late,
We can enter an enraptured state
Over any quote we’ve seen,
Immac-u-late-
-ly researched or plain inacc-u-rate,
Chances are we’ll still ejaculate
On the glaring, glowing screen -
“Wanna star, not Leon Osman!
Wanna legend, on a Bosman!”
“Wanna swap? - Don't even go there,
Berbatov ain't goin' nowhere!”
Yet I’ve got eyes for just one Aryan -
A big, blond, lantern-jawed Bavarian...
Schweini,
I'm dreamin' of you, Schweini,
My scheme of a new, shiny
Future depends on you!
You stand out in midfield like you'd stand out in Soweto,
You crush opponents like your granddad crushed the Warsaw Ghetto,
We won't swap you for Sneijder, even if they throw in Eto'o,
Forget-o, your debt-o, to mean old Ger-man-y,
Get up that old M-6, and join the elect,
So we can hold our dicks, forever erect,
And turn our Spec, -u, -lation
Into, Ec-, sta-, syyyyyyyyyy!
Why the hell did this get bumped without any @TransferUpdate updates?
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