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Told you didn’t I? Definite promotion now.
Alfie Le Fondre took one of his dives and from then on we didn’t look back. It was so easy Pearce was doing step overs. Either that or he didn’t know what the bleedn’ ‘ell to do and didn’t want to pass to Pog.
He obviously forgot what a great player that fat Russian oaf is. And even Atkins almost made sense afterwards.
Majeski is getting his ticket ready for Wembley (I might sit next to him) and the players we’ve got are suddenly getting excited. Former useless halfwits like Wayne Bridges, Gordon Obita and Chris Grunter are suddenly world beaters.
Now they really need to listen to me so I’m going to gag that dimwit boy of mine Charlie on Saturday and I’ll give him a slap if he tries coming out with any of his nonsense. The lads need to hear my advice so if you’re reading this Dave the Dipstick or you Fake Geordie (he’s an ugly looking git) shut your gobs on Saturday and listen to me.
And the rest of you who all know nothing about football. Shut up on Saturday and listen to me. Then it’s play off semi final first leg at home on the Thursday or the Friday. Hope it’s Friday, then I can stay out and celebrate with the boys. Even if they are a right bunch of herberts.
And if one of you lot gives me any jip, I’ll dump Charlie on you.
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