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I can see the logic with a Greek player at a Greek club. This doesn’t fit that logic.

Greek journalist, Nigerian player, Swedish and English clubs?

Leeds, Ampadu?

Watching him when we did them 2-0 in the PL after the cup final loss was about as bone idle as I’ve seen a player.

The complete Anti-Howe player.

… a bonfire? Sidney Sweeney? It ain’t looking better on Fat Sweaty Joe in the Gallowgate Upper Tier or Walker Social Club.

Pure abomination. Eye AIDS.

Ergh. Financially doped lizard cunts.

Just like Katie Price, this shirt gets uglier and uglier every time I have the misfortune to see it.

Great article. Pray for Wissa: Body composition is tracked using tools such as DEXA scans, which provide detailed information on muscle mass, fat distribution and bone density.

Thought he was just a Con. No need for an ‘I’.

Fuck me, I thought the Ronnie Gill’s website was shit but step forward Own Goal Nigeria. More pop ups than a posh cunt food festival.

Father Time playing havoc with the memory, but that one was one of the few high points in the league.

Barnes scored a belter against West Ham. Outside of the right foot into the top corner.

Complete bike seat sniffer. Once liked a player, have had no contact, but other clubs may be interested.

Cuntent.

Clean as a whistle.

Rigatoni Raper Fusilli Fondler

Reminds me of the time that piece of shit Steve Wraith and the NUFC Matters mongrels stole that lad’s Dan Burn illustration to stick on the front of one of their tacky Fruit of the Loom T-shirts to sell.

Papadelle Pesterer pushing pish. Well I never.

It’ll be like that video of the robot tripping over the marathon start line.

Any cunt with a pretentious football terminology name like Regista is instantly invalidated. Even Gemini knows the score.

McManaman Alexander-Arnold Konate Florentino “El Serpiente” Perez inviting Liverpool onto the Bosman Bangbus for another brutalising.