See what I did there?
This is not one of those 'we've turned the corner' threads which invariably make you look teddish when we get spanked in three of our next four games.
Especially when I have been the most negative and doom mongering melt on this site since the start of the season. You see, Im desperate for us to be ace again. I can't comprehend it, Im always waiting for the bubble to burst - we're blues and its what we do best. In many cases we revel in our gashness, and those that didnt see it coming were blind, naive, bad gayers. That might explain why we're so quick to condemn any player that we've spent good money on - See: Yakubu, Beattie, Kroldrup et al.
I started following the blues in 83, much to the despair of my largely red family. I could wax lyrical about the calling of the blues and all that but in fairness it was the formation of my ability to rebel against [Poor language removed], the blues were dump then as opposed to the the [Poor language removed] who were sweeping everything before them in Europe, there was no incentive for a young lad to follow the blues. All the bad meffs on the playground were reinacting being Rush, Dalglish and that. By May 1984 I was hooked watching us snot Watford and Elton John at Wembley. It was glory days of boss trabs and trackies too.
84-87 was dreamland and in fairness I didnt appreciate it. Being ace was sound, Shoot Magazine kissed our arses and ran articles on our players. I can name them 1-14 off by heart. They were the best team Ive ever seen.
And so it turns to being 30. The interim, 95 FA Cup Final apart, has been gash until Moyes took over and suddenly I got to terms with us being on page 1/2 on Teletext. And suddenly, like a stray mongrel stripped of a good meal, Im thirsty for being boss again. The problem is that that Im [Poor language removed] scared of us going gash, my only defense mechanism is to say I had seen it coming. Thats bad isnt it?
But Im telling you, with this team we have now we can do something. [Poor language removed] me have you seen some of the footie we've been playing. See that goal against Larissa? Seen the boss forwards we have?
Maybe it will go to [Poor language removed], and I will annoy you with telling you that I had seen it coming. I could feel it, sense it. It started with us getting snotted off the park by those bad grocks at Luton. An anti Kevin Brock moment, all downhill.
But today Im glad to be a blue and I have optimism, something Ive not had following us for a while. Im not arsed about Kirkby, [Poor language removed] ticketing systems, EvertonTV's [Poor language removed] service, Hibbert or the chance of Yakubu turning out to be the dog I suspect he is.
Just knowing we will snot Luton tomorrow night is all I need to know, keep it down but we're slighty ace again.
MESSAGE ENDS.
This is not one of those 'we've turned the corner' threads which invariably make you look teddish when we get spanked in three of our next four games.
Especially when I have been the most negative and doom mongering melt on this site since the start of the season. You see, Im desperate for us to be ace again. I can't comprehend it, Im always waiting for the bubble to burst - we're blues and its what we do best. In many cases we revel in our gashness, and those that didnt see it coming were blind, naive, bad gayers. That might explain why we're so quick to condemn any player that we've spent good money on - See: Yakubu, Beattie, Kroldrup et al.
I started following the blues in 83, much to the despair of my largely red family. I could wax lyrical about the calling of the blues and all that but in fairness it was the formation of my ability to rebel against [Poor language removed], the blues were dump then as opposed to the the [Poor language removed] who were sweeping everything before them in Europe, there was no incentive for a young lad to follow the blues. All the bad meffs on the playground were reinacting being Rush, Dalglish and that. By May 1984 I was hooked watching us snot Watford and Elton John at Wembley. It was glory days of boss trabs and trackies too.
84-87 was dreamland and in fairness I didnt appreciate it. Being ace was sound, Shoot Magazine kissed our arses and ran articles on our players. I can name them 1-14 off by heart. They were the best team Ive ever seen.
And so it turns to being 30. The interim, 95 FA Cup Final apart, has been gash until Moyes took over and suddenly I got to terms with us being on page 1/2 on Teletext. And suddenly, like a stray mongrel stripped of a good meal, Im thirsty for being boss again. The problem is that that Im [Poor language removed] scared of us going gash, my only defense mechanism is to say I had seen it coming. Thats bad isnt it?
But Im telling you, with this team we have now we can do something. [Poor language removed] me have you seen some of the footie we've been playing. See that goal against Larissa? Seen the boss forwards we have?
Maybe it will go to [Poor language removed], and I will annoy you with telling you that I had seen it coming. I could feel it, sense it. It started with us getting snotted off the park by those bad grocks at Luton. An anti Kevin Brock moment, all downhill.
But today Im glad to be a blue and I have optimism, something Ive not had following us for a while. Im not arsed about Kirkby, [Poor language removed] ticketing systems, EvertonTV's [Poor language removed] service, Hibbert or the chance of Yakubu turning out to be the dog I suspect he is.
Just knowing we will snot Luton tomorrow night is all I need to know, keep it down but we're slighty ace again.
MESSAGE ENDS.
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