B-more Mag

‘big’ - blow your socks off, innit?

He must be on the agent group text.

The fucking Bryan Ruiz “bid”.

I’m at least satisfied that the folks at the club have been, and almost certainly are still, trying to get stuff done — even if it doesn’t pan out. Far cry from Charnley not being able to figure out how to replace the thermal fax paper roll.

Ten hours to make magic. *tosses glitter*

Happy Deadline Day, everyone!

The Ashley era has me unable to expect anything other “nothing” out of tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow will allow me to readjust my expectations.

Stupid job, preventing me from watching this. Being responsible sucks.

I understand we’ll find out one way or another by 11 PM tomorrow. Club is eager for closure.

Soccer Sauce or it isn’t true.

Does that say @FabroosioRomuno?

May I direct you to the fanny pack department, sir?

Dying for him to unequivocally tweet we are not signing Tielemans.

Only the 3,500 miles, or so, in Baltimore, Maryland, USA.

Word. Supposed to be sunny, clear, and a high of 31.7°, here.

That’s No Fun League stuff, there.

Gimme a fix.

Galácticos for all the positions.

I heard he takes up three spaces with his Lambo.

I need more Soccer Sauce.

“What the fuck have I done?!?”

“Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”

Four matches, nee losses. What are this?

Weeeeeeeeeee