Knew it.
As soon as we put Yabuku on the bench that fat Russian git Pog realised he has to wake up.
I knew all along that Clarkson was the man for Reading.
I would have told you why we beat Sheffield last week but dimwit Charlie had been using the laptop and going to some blooming weird websites. I couldn’t get rid of all these women that kept popping up and telling me to phone them.
I was going to tell them to get off my screen but the number didn’t work. Some bloke answered it. Rude git he was.
Anyway nothing better than beating Wolves but now we’ve got Jim Karacan waiting to get back, Hopeless Akpan working his magic and Cox. Well I dunno what he’s there for.
But bring on dirty Leeds. Time we gave them a thumping. Maybe Charlie will stay at home on the computer so we don’t have to listen to him. Dimwited prat.
See you next Tuesday.
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