Darth Crooks

This fella? http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ0NcS66E7_Zt1h_uqZ3DTHvmFMoVJCn_wDL-XOBDyYz7a7uqDoII6b6f1- Can't see him being much cop up front like.

Let's make them feel at home by pelting out this shit as they enter the field:

If they do 'Bout time you fat cunt' flags then count me in.

All we hear is Massadio Haidara (fucking syllables)

I forsee a meltdown: Seriously though what on earth is happening?

This club ffs.

You're crap at blowjobs.

I read that those bits of the scouting report using this voice: http://images.allocine.fr/r_640_600/b_1_d6d6d6/medias/nmedia/18/36/03/97/18877179.jpg

I see the argument for both sides. But I'll not kid myself and say that he's a good man for the job.

Yanga-Mbiwa. What a wonderful phrase...

In FourFourTwo this month advising readers how to close space on a winger

I wouldn't know where to start.

Gif of the Ketsbaia goal and celebration

Chill lads Viggo's a crap negotiator:

http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT9ULnDBcBfMgn3ScPurlVjHBnSoFKoplxqvKKJwB7DXuMr-20GX2SvjiRhgw

http://i46.tinypic.com/ejymfl.gif ANYONE FOR HOOF?

It's half 6 on monday...this bumnugget is still in charge and we've no new players. I have to stop checking this.

The platfor, He's a fucking clown. The platfor, they give idiots to spout their nonsense is incredible.

Darren Lewis. Professional football media fuckwit

SSN now is fucking painful. We're not booing the fucking team man.

Only just seen those mail quotes. Eviscerate the dickhead.

The website could put pictures of an open grave up and it would have more cheer about it than seeing that smug cunt's face on the same page.

I think he had his sub pre planned and stuck with it, regardless of what was happening on the pitch. Would not surprise me in the slightest gimp.

Tbf, a retarded panda could guide Barca to a top-2 finish with those players and depth. http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t281/pandaandrea/Panda/Retarded_Panda.png 'Why sure, ah bin dun wut you said the same on FIFA already'

His half time team talk must have gone something like this: 'Right lads; thank god we got a goal. Now the most important thing is to keep shape, not take risks and weather the (non-existent) pressure. Don't take risks and put in lots of tackles.' That's what he values and embodies. We need a manger who can tell the individuals capable of 'magic' to feel valued and hungry. 'These are there to put to the sword. Yohan keep it up, you're back to your best and keep threading those passes. Marv keep making those jinking runs, you're taking the piss out there. Gabby I'm going to bring you late on and leave that tortoise of a full back for dead. Let's keep them on the back foot and take them to the cleaners.' That's man management; that's where your fight will come from. He can wear his suits, his slick partings and come up with all the wanky dossier speel he likes; its all big hat and no cattle. I'd bet every penny I own he's never said anything resembling the second example to those players who, despite a contingent who are arguably upper championship/mediocre players, are fully capable of making a good go of this league. The man is a charlatan and a coward; any owner who cared about survival, this club and not claiming his stake back (I fear) would have had him out on his slimy arse the minute ET was over. So infuriated and it gets worse the more smarm and nonsense I hear the cretin utter; whilst that fat cat above him shows complete apathy and negligence. Disgusting; a new yet not fully unexpected low.