Naive to expect the kids to perform consistently.
That’s my expert verdict. The rest of you who don’t know anything about football probably blame the useless defending or that half-wit Atkins.
I grant you, you can always blame him but me I take a more considered view.
GET OUT YOU SCOUSE GIT.
He stands there waving his arms about but he can’t work out that this shower ain’t gonna win nothing.
Huddersfield were getting stuffed every game but they must have thought it was Christmas when they came here. Chris Grunter…Gordon Obita…useless.
Never mind what Tim Dellors goes on about.
As for the Pog, well, you’re just too fat mate.
Anyway on the plus side that dumbo boy of mine Charlie still hasn’t come to a game. The missus has been coming even though she don’t know anything about football. But then none of you do so it’s a good job I’m there.
I got a bit loud after me half time lager but I still didn’t lose my touch. Legend, I am.
I’ve told Atkins to put the old ‘uns in for the Forest game.
Drop the kids and put the old boys – even the injured ones – back in.
But he won’t and we’ll lose. I’ll tell you why tomorrow. Rubbish manager rubbish team. And you lot are all too negative. Get behind them.
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