I SEE Guardiola’s head has well and truly gone. To be honest, you could tell they were going to get beat when you seen the cut of him before the game. Forty minutes to kick off, up he pops, hasn’t shaved his bald head. As a fellow baldy, I’m saying that is a sign you...
WELL that was, all in all, a bit fucking boring. The calm before the storm. Say what you want about not looking forward to Sunday’s game but everyone in that ground, their squad aside, had absolutely two eyes on City. Cracking result and decent enough performance...
GORDON Bennett. I told yer, this team never know when they are beaten. I was all for going for a lovely big shower on about 75 minutes like a massive shithouse. Unbelievable set of lads. Alisson: 7 Can’t do much for the goal really, but I’d quite like him to start...
KIDS footy, la. It’s fucking berserk week in, week out. My lad plays in the under 8s. FC Storm. Fucking hell, I know. Anyway, last week in training I was trying to talk to them about time and space. Not like yer man Prof Bri Cox, more like “lad you’ve got time,...
IT is really lovely beating them. They are horrible to play against. Fucking arguing over everything. Time wasting after a minute. Fucking Kane bouncing round alternatively diving and twatting people left right and centre. Got a mouth like a jack in the box. Fucking...
THAT midfield, aye. I reckon there was a massive online storm beforehand. How the fuck isn’t he playing Henderson? And what the fuck is he doing playing Milner full back when it could be him, Henderson and Gini in the middle? The dream midfield? Fuck’s sake....
HORRIBLE. Absolutely horrible fixture. No good comes of it. I can list the wins on one hand I think for the majority of my adult life. I would need an hour to list the woes. The fucking last-minute defeats. The man getting sent before a pasting, the centre halves with...
IT was a big game, that. A huge game. Leicester are, let’s be honest, a good side but also a massive gang of fucking bellends. That fucking Beckham shagger in centre mid, who didn’t get a touch until The Reds tired, throwing himself all over the gaff. That Manc twat...
IT’S mad the way it is a thing, really. Something that tastes like it has come out of a robot’s arse and really should have resulted in everyone going: “Eh lad, have you tasted that Red Bull? Yer, it’s fucking horrible but it doesn’t half keep...
LIVERPOOL went to Sheffield and won today. That, of course, is only part of the story. If you wish you can call Liverpool lucky. Fortunate. Ripe for an upset. I prefer to describe us as top of the league. That means you can describe individual performances as you...
