BRING on yer Roma by the score. Next week bring them on by the thousands. I’ll be the lad dressed as a Knights Templar on a holy mission, with shark suit Under Armour and a massive suit of armour over the top. Go ‘ed yer shithouse, stab my arse now. I went to...
IT happens from time to time but this very much was a frustrating afternoon for The Reds. All over the pitch the game seemed a little tougher than it needed to be, with Liverpool either trying to play within themselves or finding the ebb and flow of the game a little...
I GET all the good ones… I had thought before kick off that an early goal is exactly what we needed. Quieten the crowd and kill their hope. Actually, it arguably worked against us. We drifted through the game from then on rather like a training session and were...
DID you see that lovely article that Dion Fanning wrote about his lad, and dinosaurs and him loving Mo Salah and that? It was lovely that, wasn’t it? Would have brought a tear to the eye of even a hardened, misery arse that, wouldn’t it? I couldn’t help but think,...
BOURNEMOUTH were beaten before a ball was kicked, beaten when the teamsheet came in. They’d have hoped to see a change at least in the front three. The night before they go to bed and say their prayers. If they have been good boys and are up to date on their...
WHAT the fuck do you write about this game? The manager at the end? My god. My lord. My word. Allez. Class act here — what a 35 they had. What a set of footballers and team. What a force. What a smother, what a plan, what an angle. Everywhere was sky blue on...
A LOT has been said after the game last week about the Manchester City bus. Oh god, the poor bus, like the fucking thing had feelings, like Pinocchio or some shit. Papa, I’m a real bus. No your not lad, you are made of wood, you bellend. Pep Guardiola crying his way...
THE Old Lady finally rocked. For 70 minutes Goodison Park was a nervous mess and the feeling persisted that the opening goal would be a Liverpool one. That the worst that could happen to an already miserable Everton season would happen. The vibe of the whole place was...
IT rained there, didn’t it? I was kind of hoping it would get called off for a bit. A couple of things about the rain. Point one, it’s the enemy of the baldy man. You ask any baldy mate they will tell you the same. When you are clinging on to the dying embers of your...
THAT contained multitudes. First of all: Don’t say they weren’t rattled. Don’t say it all doesn’t mean something, this thing supporters do. Don’t say that and never say that again. In truth, it took more than some noise. City were...
