Stifler

Ten Hag was clearly the wrong choice, but for a manager to do well you need nigh on a full clear out of your squad. It’s not going to work giving a manager a couple of windows, then sacking them. 2 windows isn’t enough to change pretty much the full team up when you have players on contracts that are better than what they will get elsewhere, look at us.

Drury was fucking devastated when we scored our 2nd, he barely even mentioned it.

Can he get the government to buy them new players?

Their manager has just said that they are in a relegation battle.

Mate, I said it wasn’t going to happen in 09 and come the 2nd half of the season we would kick on. Should you be safe? Yes, however teams below you are finding form and your next 2 games and your next 2 games are against Liverpool, and Arsenal (Cup), which could knock what confidence you guys have left.

The teams below you are finding form, one of them beating you a few days ago.

His squeaky voice sounds like Alan Partridge.

He’s not a number 9, let him keep the 14 shirt.

You know exactly why?

Fuck that. They have had 30 years of trophies, and those who are old enough to remember them picking up trophies in the 50’s, and 60’s as well. I’ll never every fucking feel sorry them.

Can I get greedy and hope that middle aged bald 17 year old Luke Littler has to go off with wankers cramp just to compound their fucking misery?

They dreaded the match, thinking they would get beat comfortably at home, stand no real chance, and were left with nothing to shout about, before moping off home. How the fuck do you like it you fucking Man Wank cunts?

Get in!

How’s that a foul?

Fucking hell man, just fucking keep the ball for a bit.

Well that’s Trippier not being sold in January.

Game should be over, all we have to do is simple game management, but Schar there showed that it’s never that simple with us.

Fucking simple pass you cunt.

Fucking hell, I thought that was in and they robbed their way of being back into the game.

Oh man, if that went in.

Fuck sake.

That’s who I was on about.

The commentator is crying. The most subdued I’ve ever heard him.

Get in!

Get in!