alastair
ignorant
Only if you win a trophy before you start writing up our Epitaph.
A team can die without another being reborn, you know.
Only if you win a trophy before you start writing up our Epitaph.
It wasn't entirely serious, but if we win the league this year, Robin made a mistake. Simple as that.
A team can die without another being reborn, you know.
The point being, you responded to someone saying you'll probably finish 5th or thereabouts with "get into midtable", in a thread where you've written our eulogy, buried us and said we're done. If we're dead and gone and on the slide, what the feck are your lot? You've won feck all in Christ knows how long. You celebrated scraping into the Champions League on the last day of the season like it was your birthday, Christmas, you'd won the World Cup, the Grand National, the Ashes, Wimbledon, The Masters at Augusta, and the Webb Ellis Cup all on the one day, and to celebrate you'd been sucked off by Salma Hayek. That's how relevant Arsenal are these days, and yet here you are, writing us off as finished.
Forgive me when I tell you to take a running feck off somewhere, ShiteStorey.
Because getting CL last season has enabled us to dine at King Arthur's table with silver goblets covered in Mesut Ozil's saliva.
That's why we celebrated. I tell you what is relevant - form of 19 wins out of 22 games. A culture of winning. We are on the rise, whether you want to accept it or not.
United aren't finished. They'll always be relevant, but I don't think this is your year.
It won't be yours either.
You know, there was a time when if United couldn't win the title, I'd rather see Arsenal win it than the shite-hawks at Chelsea, and now the dirt over at Eastlands. My Da is an Arsenal fan, and I've plenty of respect for how the club is run, proper like and not a billionaire plaything. But then I remember what an arrogant, pompous bunch of bastards you lot can be when you win a game or two. You've won feck all yet, Alastair. We've been here before with Arsenal and crowing early in the season.
I'm not convinced we'll win it, so I'll keep my counsel and let the season play its course. Would probably suit you to do the same.
I'm just posturing.
We'll see what happens. I hope my pomposity continues to grow.
The point being, you responded to someone saying you'll probably finish 5th or thereabouts with "get into midtable first", in a thread where you've written our eulogy, buried us and said we're done. If we're dead and gone and on the slide, what the feck are your lot? You've won feck all in Christ knows how long. You celebrated scraping into the Champions League on the last day of the season like it was your birthday, Christmas, you'd won the World Cup, the Grand National, the Ashes, Wimbledon, The Masters at Augusta, and the Webb Ellis Cup all on the one day, and to celebrate you'd been sucked off by Salma Hayek. That's how relevant Arsenal are these days, and yet here you are, writing us off as finished.
Forgive me when I tell you to take a running feck off somewhere, ShiterStorey.
feck sake!Now i KNOW this sounds and probably IS a lot of fecking bollocks but....
Rumour around the town, and from a few lads who I've mentioned before work at OT in varying capacities have said he's been playing away from his misses. Something he has previous for, and Moyes has told him to sort his head out.
if he misses tomorrow because he's been pissing about that'll be an absolute disgrace.
feck sake!
Now i KNOW this sounds and probably IS a lot of fecking bollocks but....
Rumour around the town, and from a few lads who I've mentioned before work at OT in varying capacities have said he's been playing away from his misses. Something he has previous for, and Moyes has told him to sort his head out.
Guess the little boy inside hit puberty.
As opposed to a standard episode of Hollyoaks, which is proper butch and shit?Or..... more likely injury related?
Some times this place is like 1 big long gay episode of Hollyoaks.
The point being, you responded to someone saying you'll probably finish 5th or thereabouts with "get into midtable first", in a thread where you've written our eulogy, buried us and said we're done. If we're dead and gone and on the slide, what the feck are your lot? You've won feck all in Christ knows how long. You celebrated scraping into the Champions League on the last day of the season like it was your birthday, Christmas, you'd won the World Cup, the Grand National, the Ashes, Wimbledon, The Masters at Augusta, and the Webb Ellis Cup all on the one day, and to celebrate you'd been sucked off by Salma Hayek. That's how relevant Arsenal are these days, and yet here you are, writing us off as finished.
Forgive me when I tell you to take a running feck off somewhere, ShiterStorey.
Anyone else think he might be slightly depressed? He ruined his legacy at Arsenal, uprooted his family, all to move to a club where he thought he'd win silverware. He duly did with us last season, and looked happy as a pig in shit. And then, suddenly, SAF announces his retirement and the entire reason for RvP moving to United is up in smoke. A new guy he has no connection with moves in to manager's seat, and everyone lowers their expectations to a few years of "transition". He had years of transition at Arsenal; he moved to us to win things. Suddenly his move isn't looking so wonderful.
Anyone else think he might be slightly depressed? He ruined his legacy at Arsenal, uprooted his family, all to move to a club where he thought he'd win silverware. He duly did with us last season, and looked happy as a pig in shit. And then, suddenly, SAF announces his retirement and the entire reason for RvP moving to United is up in smoke. A new guy he has no connection with moves in to manager's seat, and everyone lowers their expectations to a few years of "transition". He had years of transition at Arsenal; he moved to us to win things. Suddenly his move isn't looking so wonderful.
His finish and the reaction after the miss seemed very casual.