John Carver removes his jumper in celebration and begins flexing his muscles in front of the South Stand. Thousands of Mackems question their sexuality as a result.
If we score at all they'll collapse. They're brittle as fuck, low on confidence, and if we take the lead I can't imagine their fans will be in any mood to cheer the side on.
I'd still take a draw mind
I'm not nervous at all, which is bizarre as I'm usually a gibbering mess by now. Last year's 3-0, watching that fascist prick slide across the turf, pretty much desensitised me. Nothing can be as bad as that.
Why was he dogshit? You watched the game?
Couldn't pass, couldn't tackle, slowed the game right down every time he got the ball and we were looking to build a bit of momentum.