DON’T PANIC. I’m thinking the big friendly letters on the front of ‘The Book’ in Hitch-Hiker’s Guide To The Galaxy (the radio version not the bloody awful film) as opposed to Corporal Jones’ catchphrase in Dad’s Army. Dad’s Army was an absolute dog of a programme and there is never any excuse for quoting it. The message remains though. Don’t Panic. Or — to change the emphasis — for Christ’s sake, will everybody stop panicking please?
It’s all gone horribly wrong hasn’t it? The whole thing’s on it’s arse, we’re all going to hell in a handcart, choose your cliche, insert it in the following gap….
We lost a game of football. A game. One, single, solitary game. We deserved to lose due to the fact that we didn’t show up in the first half. Conversely, we deserved to draw it on the strength of our second-half performance. We come out of Sunday lunch with a 2-2 draw and we’d be….we’d be….we’d all still be moaning wouldn’t we? We’d be playing the blame game and the media would be playing their own little blame game concentrating on completely different areas to us. Everybody would still be blaming though.
So let’s ignore those three months that we went unbeaten. Let’s ignore the fact that since mid-December the only team to beat us domestically is Manchester United and let’s figure out who’s to blame for this current appalling (sitting in fifth, five points off fourth with the fourth place team’s run-in being much more difficult than ours) situation.
This isn’t verbatim. I was too busy screaming at the radio to make notes on this one but on the way back from the game I turned on TalkSport. I know. I know but Aldo had packed his gear up and headed for wherever Aldo heads for and CityTalk were playing whatever nonsense passes for the top 40 nowadays so my post-match analysis listening needs were somewhat limited.
What I got was Stanley Victor Collymore.
Stan. Stan. What do we say about Stan? There’s tons you could say about Stan. There’s an entire doctoral thesis to be written about Stan (much of it actionable, so let’s not go there). Let’s say this: all the talent in the world and a level of application that makes Mario Balotelli look like Dirk Kuyt. I don’t feel a great deal for Stan but I don’t think of him as ever having really been a red. Not really. I don’t like his trotting out of the idea that he was a Liverpool player; I don’t think he ever was, not in his heart. So his commenting on us irritates me.
His stance this weekend infuriated me. It’s a stance that many other media outlets have chosen to focus on but Stan’s was the first I heard so Stan’s getting the blame for it. I’m reasonable like that.
Forget Istanbul. Forget Cardiff. What Steven Gerrard will be remembered for is slipping against Chelsea and being sent off against United. This is — apparently and via the gospel according to Stan — the true Gerrard legacy; a slip and a stamp.
Apart from the very obvious fact that I couldn’t give a toss what anbody other than us thinks of our captain and his legacy (the fifth European Cup, the one that really upsets the Mancs, the one they’ll never get close to), the idea that Gerrard’s entire career can be overshadowed by a slip that didn’t cost us the league — that was the paucity of depth and quality on the bench at the end of the season — and a sending off that didn’t cost us a game (we’ve established that we lost it in the first 45 minutes that he wasn’t on the pitch not the second 45 minutes that he wasn’t) is ludicrous.
(Entire paragraph, one sentence with sub-clauses all over the place. Rambling even by my high standards).
Steven Gerrard’s legacy will be the passion, belief and leadership that he brought to every second of every one of his Liverpool appearances. The stamp may have been ridiculous, the sending off may (and I’ll repeat that MAY) have prevented us from dragging a result out of a game that we’d put ourselves out of before his appearance but Steven’s 40-second cameo set the tone for everything that followed. He brought some energy, some fight, some belief, some determination to the side (I’m not even talking the formation change that came with him yet, I’ll come to that). Gerrard left the pitch, the spirit he injected didn’t; he was the start of the fightback.
Steven Gerrard didn’t cost us the game, he dragged us back into it. Again.
Raheem Sterling. Obviously. How dare he ask for more money? How dare he renegotiate a contract until it meets the level of stardom that we’ve asked him to show for us?
I’m torn on this one. Part of me agrees with Neil’s stance that we’re asking the lad to play a minimum of three positions in every game and should he not execute all three perfectly then we’re on his back. The question is this: do we want him to sign a new contract? Probably best not giving him stick every time that he has a poor touch then and perhaps letting him know that we believe in him may be a good idea. Possibly Brendan using him in one position at a time might help (although it’s obviously not just him, Lallana’s moving around, Markovic has played all over the place, Can is sitting at centre back) — his versatility is costing him at the moment; if he were a more limited player we’d probably be seeing more of his good qualities.
And then, the other side of me is saying “if you — or ‘your people’ — want 150k a week then maybe you should try proving that you’re worth it, that you deserve it, that you’re having an impact on games”. Raheem isn’t having an impact on games at the moment. Could do with a bit of rotating onto the bench for a game or two but our options are looking a little stretched. A slight twinge in England training might be useful. A tactical twinge. Like Sturridge’s, like Lallana’s. Not that I’m accusing anyone of cheating the owl like.
Simple fact is, Raheem is best off at Anfield. If he goes to a Bayern or a Real or a Barca or a PSG then he’s a bit-part player. Take the 100k, look at what’s available again when you’re 25. You seriously won’t be much less of a multi millionaire for it. But the money’s not Raheem’s fault, the loss to United wasn’t either. He had a poor game. He wasn’t alone.
Sturridge then. Lazy, arrogant, useless Daniel Sturridge. Playing on ego, not the player he was, never going to get his pace back. Too selfish. Did you see what he did to De Gea? Curved it round the best keeper in the league (shall we say world?) with pace and power at his near post. With his weak foot. It was ridiculous. It was a hell of a goal. He hadn’t played well. Again, not alone. He hadn’t had the service.
The midfield then. Swamped in the midfield. Overrun. United had us here. That Henderson and Allen? Useless aren’t they? No good against the big teams. Can only press and harry and dominate against the bottom half. A waste of space when they come up against quality opposition. Like City. These lads that we’re calling for everything? They’ve been getting it right for us for the last three months. They’re the lads that have pulled us from nowhere to (at the start of Sunday’s game) two points off fourth place. Three months unbeaten. Clean sheets all over the place.
We won’t slag off Sakho, he was immense. We’d slag him off last season. Not now. Now he’s great. Won’t slag off Mignolet. Blameless for the goals, saved a penalty from Rooney, keeping clean sheets all over the place. Slagged him off in November. Yeah but he was useless then wasn’t he? That’s ages ago.
Player that was useless, definitively, inarguably useless, 14 games ago is now thoroughly dependable. Players that were incredible a fortnight back are a waste of space. Do you think we might be fickle?
Yeah, but we’ve been found out haven’t we? When it mattered, when it really mattered, against a big team (City, let’s keep pointing out City) we were found wanting, because, because…..
Because the manager got it wrong. He knew what United would do, knew they’d use the same system they’d used against Spurs, knew what Fellaini would do to us and let it happen. He’s been found out. Again. Allowed the midfield to be swamped and DID NOTHING about it.
Except this. This is a big one. This isn’t being talked about anywhere as far as I can see but this is bloody huge.
At half time he decided that the way to sort all this was to bring his captain on and play the diamond. Yeah, but we’d have all done that wouldn’t we? We’d have started with the diamond, he should have done that anyway. This is the key though; this is gloriously mad. This is mad to a ‘wouldn’t have even got away with something this mad last season’ level. At half time, one goal behind to our most bitter rivals, Brendan Rodgers goes two at the back. Two. Just two. Skrtel and Sakho. He backs his lads. He pushes everybody up. It’s there at the kick off. Emre’s not a centre back anymore, he’s not even a wing back; he’s a winger, plain and simple. We’re going for it. Big style.
And the bite’s there. And the passion’s there. And it lasts longer than Gerrard does. It stays when he goes. Hendo and Allen wake up (in fairness, we woke up on the 37th minute, something clicked and we started playing, backs to the wall and we woke up, that’s probably the point that Brendan pushed them into a diamond) and start to dominate. Shape’s better, pace is better and we want it. And I don’t think we get the credit for that. It had gone wrong, we put it right. Steven goes, we alter nothing. Joe does the job instead.
And we go two down to an absolute worldie. Nothing you can do about that. But Brendan does something about it. He take off a left back (who he’s pushed forward anyway) and he puts on another centre forward. Which is the moment that Sterling moves from right wing back via centre forward to left wing and we still give him stick when a ball goes loose and we still give the lad stick for being willing to play anywhere. And Mario makes a difference and United have something to think about. Ten men on the pitch and our manager is making attacking changes. There’s no question of damage limitation, there’s only the desire to change things. Two defenders on the pitch. Every other outfield player is attacking. And we’re complaining? We should be raving about the sheer brilliant madness of what we try in the second half.
Here’s the thing. Here’s another thing that people aren’t talking about. That incredible Mata goal? If that idiot Atkinson (Di Maria was the clearest bookable handball on Earth, Martin, he caught it, Phil Jones was the reddest red card you’ll ever be able to brandish) had managed to get out of Joe Allen’s way in the build up, that goal doesn’t happen. Joe had that covered all day long, watch it again.
Small margins, as ever. There’s still eight games to go and United’s run in is an absolute pig. Yes, we’ve got Chelsea away and Arsenal away and we can’t possibly win either or both of those can we? Just like we couldn’t beat Swansea away, just like we couldn’t beat City at home, just like we couldn’t go from 15th of December to Sunday unbeaten.
It’s backs against the wall. It’s injuries and suspensions (let’s assume the three matches for Skrtel shall we?). It’s all or nothing. It’s playing in the face of adversity.
This is the fun part. This is what makes going the match worthwhile. It’s all going to be fine. Don’t panic. And don’t listen to Collymore.
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“Dad’s Army was an absolute dog of a programme and there is never any excuse for quoting it.”
Are you taking the piss?
Sorry, that was me.
I’m only asking, Ian, as that’s about the only thing you’ve written that I’ve ever disagreed with.
No, not at all. Suffered the bloody thing through the 70s; ran for centuries and managed to be funny the grand total of once (‘Don’t tell him Pike’ obv.)
I thought it was bloody fantastic. Character acting at its very finest. The sheer believability of the characters meant the dialogue didn’t have to be stuffed with side-splitters. And the last episode was deeply moving.
They thought a German invasion was imminent and Mainwaring’s troops were readying themselves. Turns out it was a false alarm, and Warden Hodges belittles any fight this rag tag of bank managers, butchers and undertakers would have put up in the face of a German onslaught. It’s hard-hitting stuff. Pike is shaken by this and asks Mainwaring if Hodges is right that they’d have been pulverized. Mainwaring shoots this down, insisting if the Germans got through them then another group would have taken their place. And another group after that. Powerful stuff, Ian. Give it another go, man.
Little known fact: Le Mesurier was originally cast as Capt Mainwaring and Lowe was to be the sergeant. It was thought these ranks better reflected the respective character backgrounds. Then Perry and Croft decided to switch them around, and the rest is history.
Everyone said Utd had a terrible run in. 6 points from Liverpool (away) and Spurs suggest they have hit form at the right time.
We now need Utd to lose two games when our own run in takes us to two places in London where we have awful records. The Emirates and Stamford Bridge.
We will also be without Gerrard, Skirtl and (maybe) Sturridge for Emirates game.
It can be done of course but it’s going to take a Utd collapse – and they haven’t lost many games this season and another amazing finish by us to achieve top 4.
Dad’s Army was great and your defence of Gerrard is absurd, he could have injected some passion into the team without stamping on another fella’s leg: that’s not the kind of passion I want to see. It was an act of vandalism, but no-one can say whether we’d have drawn or won had he kept his head. We were poor before he stepped on the pitch.
I’ll let you off ‘cos you sound like a nice fella on the radio and I agree with the overarching sentiment.
Seriously need a ‘like’ button for that one Paul.
how can we take you seriously if you don’t like Dads’ Army? Absurd!
Excellent article, barring the Dad’s Army put-down. Superb programme.
It’s fascinating. All these different opinions everywhere. It’s hard to keep up though.
Fuck the wage structure, we’ll get left behind if we don’t pay. We’ll just become a selling club. Don’t pay him those wages, the cheeky cunt. I’d fuckin sell him if he won’t lower his demands.
These Yanks haven’t got a clue about how to be successful. Mum, can you borrow me a fiver so I can get some bread and milk for the kids breakfast.
As for Gerrard. I’m ashamed to be a Liverpool fan at times. Poor bastard. I don’t agree with Gerrards stamp. I can understand it and even appreciate it but he shouldn’t have done it. It was daft. I won’t be supporting the petition to have him hung outside Lime St though. I’d hate to be the wife of some of these bastards. I don’t give a fuck if you’ve been devoted to me for 20 years, you burnt the dinner. It’s unacceptable. You’re out on the streets I’m afraid.
And Rodgers. Have you seen the latest one? He’s won nothing. Oh and by way, the FA Cup is a joke cup (just in case).
I love it though really. I’m having to hold myself back from making childish comments about doggin and the other thing we won’t name. This is how it gets me. It’s all pantomime and Stan loves it too. Talk Sport understand two things. 1) People don’t phone in when they’re happy and 2) People are quite thick. It’s just bait to make stupid people listen.
One little thing, you mention something happened on 37 mins. I remember it clearly. The ball was played back to United left and no one reacted from our team. It had happened a minute earlier too but this time the ground simultaneously erupted in anger. We then had that thing where the players think I’d better run round like a headless chicken for 20 seconds. The crowd loved it and the roar that went up lasted about 2 mins. It woke the players up and culminated in Lallana nearly scoring. I think Stevie picked up on it, haha.
Regarding your positivity. I’m on board with ya but I’m sitting at the back sulking.
“…..but Steven’s 40-second cameo set the tone for everything that followed. He brought some energy, some fight, some belief, some determination to the side (I’m not even talking the formation change that came with him yet, I’ll come to that). Gerrard left the pitch, the spirit he injected didn’t; he was the start of the fightback.
Steven Gerrard didn’t cost us the game, he dragged us back into it. Again.”
Is there anything certain fans of ours won’t say to make absolutely every action of Steven Gerrard into something divine?
I mean, if you’re going to state that 48 seconds which contained 2 passes, a tackle and a stamp resulting in his dismissal was him dragging us back into a game, and not the 10 remaining lads on the pitch who as usual had to do more running because of him, then is there anything you won’t say?
If anyone writes Gerrard dragged us back into a game in which he was a half time sub, got sent off after having not played a minute, and clearly had a massively negative impact on our chances of avoiding defeat, I’d ask is there any blatantly false and quite clearly fantasy-based political legacy-protecting nonsense they won’t write? Because I can’t thing of any.
Its bordering on Fox News this article. Something they put together when HW Bush was on his way out. I feel a tad sick to be honest.
As for the overall gist of the piece, i.e. “Don’t panic, we lost one game of football,” I say this: Its not about one defeat. Its about a million things.
Its about yet another shitty performance. There’s been far too many this season, even in our run of 13 undefeated.
Its about being fucking clueless going forward. One shot on target against that lot? 44 goals in 30 games. And when we do score its worldies, flukes and keeping errors for the past month digging us out.
Its about the future and how utterly fucked we are without UCL qualification and the incredible money and platform to attract even half decent players to our club.
Its about the realisation this league is fucking shit. A million miles away from standard of the EPL 5-10 years ago. And realising just how few points we have in this shit league after four fifths of the season.
Its about seeing Rodgers fail constantly, be it in Europe rubbing our traditions into the dirt where he has embarrassed us in 3 competitions out of 3, be it in keeping Lovren in for 19 games in a row, mostly in place of the best centre back in the league Sakho, be it in his treatment of Balotelli, be it in his cowardly ways regarding Gerrard, particularly in the autumn, be it in sticking to 4-2-3-1 for 6 weeks too long, be it in his multiple cock ups in his in-game management (how quickly sone forget home to Chelsea) or be it in his tactical failures and getting dicked over by the likes of Mourinho (his hero and idol) and Van Gaal.
It was time to panic in November. I said then we give him no money in January, wait til the summer and sack the manager when we don’t finish top 4. Nothing has changed my mind. I was right then and Im right now. I trust in FSG’s consistency.
You’re wrong. Period. Full stop. End of. You’re dead wrong. If you were right you’d be a manager of a PL club. You’re not. You’re just an angry guy who thinks he knows better — from his sofa.
What have I been wrong about? About us failing in Europe? About us not coming top 4? About Rodgers failing on rotation despite spending £120m for squad depth? Failing tactically against good managers? Failing Sterling by fucking him around one position to another, mainly to accommodate Lallana. Failing to see or change things that we could all see, ie. Sakho being far superior to Lovren, 4-2-3-1 not working, Balotelli up front in his own not working, a then 34 year old Gerrard not having the legs anymore (Brownie on here actually argued his legs were fine for 90mins and his stamina was only questiondd because of his age) or being good enough to play DM et mc etc etc.
I see things earlier than most. Evidence? Go back to our 3-0 win at White Hart Lane. I said Lovren was a fucking mess. No one wanted to know, not after a clean sheet. What transpired?
By the way, from my sofa? (A) LFC fans are entitled to opinions regardless of where they’re made from (b) Im a semi professional footballer and was once full time between 7-10 years ago (c) I have a UEFA B-Licence coaching badge and when Im done playing will go for my Pro Licence. Shove “from his sofa” up your hole.
Now, what have I been wrong about? Have the balls to come back and tell me how I am or have been wrong. In fact you din’t have to, I’ll throw it open to anyone. Tell me what of the above has been incorrect? I’ll be amazed if you found more than one thing let alone a majority of things.
Yeah but it’s still from your sofa, no matter what
Chris, all you do is point out the negatives (apart from a couple of “well dones” with the sole purpose of referring to them later on to highlight how balanced you are in your arguments). It takes away a lot of your credibility.
You were on here spouting doom and gloom in the autumn when things were shit and you’re on here again after a big setback. During our good run in between you had nothing to say, really (unless someone called you out). It’s so easy to be negative and point out what’s wrong with anything, especially when you’re looking from the outside in. Fact is, we might still end up fourth, and you’d be wrong. Wouldn’t that be a laugh.
I agree with you to an extent about this piece. It loses sight of “reality” in it’s quest to be as positive as possible. Thing is, you do the exact same thing, only you go the opposite direction. Reality is always subjective and you create more of what you focus on. That’s basic stuff.
“I see things earlier than most.” Do you yeah, Chris? Did you see your own obnoxious arrogance coming early or…?
Oh, and fuck Stan Collymore.
You’re a brave man, Chris Mc…
but Iike you.
“I was right then and Im right now”
It doesn’t matter how many words you type, every comment you submit to TAW is essentially you claiming this.
But we should be top of the table by a good few points now..!
Tip: if you read his posts out loud in the style of a 12 year old girl, they’re easier to manage.
I’ll scweem and scweem and scweem until we sack our manager…
^ doesn’t want to get in to any knowledge-based football debate or discuss and/or tell me why I was wrong about things like Sakho being better than Lovren, so resorts to infantile playground insults.
Heres a tip: you don’t have to “manage” my posts. You don’t even have to read them. Only a fucking moron thinks you have to. Unless of course you know what Im writing is true but can’t bring yourself to admit it.
Why would I want to get into a knowledge based football debate with another red where I would have to spend much of the debate defending the club, captain and manager against the “millions” of things they have done wrong in your eyes..?
You sound like a bluenose on the wind up – bitter and devoid of any joy.
This club has come a long way in the last few years. We were marching up Walton breck not so long ago wondering where the fuck it was all going to end.
Now we have a young brave manager, an exciting, adaptable young squad, a stadium regeneration programme and we’re pushing to compete with the likes of city who are buying the world of football..!
Yet you whinge and fucking whine about everything just like the fucking moron who sits behind us – and he gets told to shut the fuck up by plenty in a playground style every match..!
I choose to read your posts and I do it in the style of veruca salt as it brightens up my day a bit, so please, carry on…
Brilliant, brilliant article, Ian. Best thing I’ve read since Sunday. I’m dead sick of Collymore’s constant ranting, and you’re right — he never was a real Liverpool player. He merely has the same obsession with Liverpool that so many others have — wishing they were Liverpool fans or wishing they could actually ever be seen as truly having been a real part of the club.
Nice one, I needed a bit of positivity, a bit of fight. Why can’t we still do it? We’re Liverpool.
Dad’s Army was terrible. my open challenge to anyone is to watch it and tell me when anything funny happens.
I’m pretty sure its only old people, who also like last of the summer wine, and younger people whose Dad’s liked it and feel they should also.
Gerrard was stupid
We don’t like being pressed
Moreno had a shocker
We should buy Cabaye, Ings, Yarmelenko
Here’s an expert! Right here!
I’ve got to be honest: I’m over it. Completely and utterly over it.
I’m over the keyboard warriors who do nothing but criticise, as if they could have been a top flight manager if only they hadn’t been shit at football; I’m over the slagging of players; I’m over the opinions voiced with absolute conviction that Gerrard has let everybody down – opinions rebuffed by other opinions, also voiced with absolute conviction, that Gerrard is a legend let down by the mere mortals around him; I’m over the endless infantile point scoring between people who know each other only as usernames; I’m over knowing that if Sterling misses a sitter, 950 of the 1000 internet heroes who declare “he’s shit, I could’ve scored that with my eyes closed” are overweight slobs who’s greatest athletic achievement is the ability to carry the beer from the car to the fridge without dropping it; I’m over having to listen to Jim Beglin and his morose fucking commentary – especially when I have to spend 9 months of the year totally fucking my weekend because I have to stay awake until 4am or get up at 2am just to listen to it; I’m over Sterling’s agent using the boy to hype his new, stand-alone agency, but most of all, above everything else – because of everything I’ve just said – I’m over the fact that people are sucking the joy and the life out of football by using it, via the internet, as a vehicle to boost egos corroded by the realisation that their dreams were just that. Dreams.
It’s not sheep-stations, lads. It is football.
Agree with the Beglin bit. Two minutes of his stuff and I feel like glassing myself.
As for the rest, I know what you mean, but what you’re describing is a football blog. There is still enough funny, insightful commentary on TAW to make it worthwhile wading through the execrable shite produced by all the Brian Clough wannabees (i.e. people who are not me). If you think it’s bad here, you should see the other places.
I co-authored a successful political blog for 10 years and my response to people who wrote in complaining about the nature of the commentary was always the same:
Comment more yourself.
A blog is defined by what happens below the line as well as above, so if reasonable, level-headed readers are being turned off by the righteous indignation and intellectual certitude of other commenters, they need to get on the keyboard and help to ensure the blog becomes something we value and appreciate.
Alternatively, the admins could just block Chris Mc.
That wasnt a joke. That was a desperate plea to stop me commenting. Many don’t like my mostly critical and negative posts….but they are being proven right, as they have been all year. I suspect many agree silently. Like it or not, search “Rodgers” on twitter. A lot more criticism than praise. This snobby attitude towards twitter is hilarious. Are opinions of LFC fans not relevant because they’re posted on social media?
Remember you said on here in October you wanted me shot in the head?
Yea, far more banable an offence that is than offering posts criticising the manager. You want me banned because you can’t really bare what a tit I’ve made of you month after month. Thankfully the lads running this site aren’t sad as fuck like you. Freedom of speech Brownie eh? #jesuischarlie
PS: I will point out though that I give credit where its due, especially to Rodgers after the Spurs at home game. Go and check. I say what he’s done well. Its just he’s done a million things more poorly.
Chris, your desire to be “proven right” is what grates, it’s demanding to be acknowledged for pointing out issues that “we could all see” that bores. I come on here to primarily read the articles, the comments are secondary so I don’t really care if you’re right or not and I would be surprised if many others did. I read your comments as I do everyone’s, you make many valid points but please give it a rest with the “I told you I was right”nonsense, you might find people take you seriously if you do.
Totally agree, mate. On this site alone, Chris Mc is killing it. I usually just skip what he says, but now with everyone taking his bait (I once did, too), it’s impossible to enjoy.
I think I’m going to support this fantastic team and manager in a cave from now on. After all, what do I care about what every Chris Mc and Twitter nut thinks when all that matters to me is what I think.
Totally agree with the Dad’s Army thing. It’s still on TV now – Saturday nights !!! That fucks me off more than getting beat by the twats!
Hi – de – Hi. Now there’s quality from yesteryear.
Totally disagree with Utd s run in. Ours is harder. Don’t forget their free three points they’ll be handed by the blue shite!
I got as far as Dad’s Army.Then somebody spoke and I went into a dream………
Scene: Cap.t Mainwaring sitting at his desk in the bank.Sgt.Wilson shuffles in.
Cap.t Mainwaring : “What is it Wilson?”
Sgt.Wilson : “Well Sir it’s about this report by Ian Salmon in The Anfield Wrap.It’s…well…it’s awfully rude Sir.”
Sgt.Wilson passes his iPad to Cap.t Mainwaring.Cap.t Mainwaring studies it.
Cap.t Mainwaring : “The man’s an utter fool Wilson.I never read anything he writes.And anyway it’s an absolute dog of a report!”
Sgt.Wilson takes his iPad back and starts to leave.
Cap.t Mainwaring “And Wilson.Don’t say anything about this to the men.Otherwise I’ll have you court-matialled!”
Why would anyone want to listen to the fools dribble that runs from his mouth?
Robbie Savage makes more sense than that clown.
The push for 4th is there, we have to regroup and accept even if its a draw against Arsenal that’s a good result.
Anyone else see that Collymore article in the Mirror a few months back about where he said he would’ve been good enough to play for Fergies United in the 90’s?