These Dutch players, they’re like buses.
I mean, Drenthe. He disappears for months, then suddenly pops up and and gets himself all over the papers and now he’s even started playing football.
I’d forgotten we had him until I saw the players come out last week and my boy Charlie said “Who’s that fat git?”. I thought he must have meant Fedders was back.
Mind you we’ll need him soon. Alex McCartney’s hopeless. Gave Yeovil a goal and then he even teamed up with that half-wit Chris Grunter to give Brighton a goal. We’ve got Leeds on Tuesday. Don’t you give your old mates a goal McCartney. I’ll be watching you. Well I’ll be listening on Radio Berkshire if the missus hasn’t tampered with the wireless.
What’s up with Jodi McAnuff? Atkins’ll never own up, he’ll just waffle on about nothing important. Majeski, what’s going on? That idiot Tim Dellors was going on about how we might have a buyer next week. Next week? Shaddup Dellors, Majeski’s broke but he ain’t that broke. I know these things.
So we can’t beat eight men or ten men. Dellors was jumping up and down about Brighton going down to nine men. The berk had got it all wrong and the player stayed on. My licence fee pays for you Dellors you dimwit. Why can’t you get things right?