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Segun Agbaje: "Honestly tired of the poor level of officiating. Aguero should have had a red and Kompany was going for Torres and not the ball."

Rory White-Andrews: "Yet another big game ruined by terrible refereeing. Chris Foy denied Chelsea a clear penalty and should have sent off Aguero."

some people don't deserve to be allowed to talk. why have BBC published these two comments? was a fine display by foy, he obviously didn't see what aguero did, he wouldn't have let it go otherwise.

and it's the linesman's fault the pen wasn't given, how's foy suppose to see this from behind?

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hopefully the coppers had beat some sense into their deluded fans, have missed the heavy handed approach when dealing with scumbag rioters should be CS gassed and given a good hiding might make them think twice next time rather than thinking they are danny feckin dyer
 
I am crying and shaking right now. Our lost son stood with dignity dripping from his soul before the dugouts like the Statue Of Liberty in front of all them big buildings. Impassive.

His warrior soul lost in the London lights like a Hendrix guitar solo as the wind cries Rafael. Shankly came down from Heaven to cradle Rafael’s crushed heart like a wounded songbird. “It’s alright son” said Bill “There’ll always be a place for you inside my gates that were named after me.”

As his head, so big because it’s full of love and dignity, sinks on his chest, the distant throbbing of “You’ll Never Walk Alone” reverberates in his heart. His BIG heart.

He knows we are keeping it warm for him. Every goal Chelsea concede is like a dagger in the groin of a saint. This fine dignified man will return home. One day.

I am going to bed now, where I can cry and shake in solitude and respect. Rafael’s dignity demands it.
 
I am crying and shaking right now. Our lost son stood with dignity dripping from his soul before the dugouts like the Statue Of Liberty in front of all them big buildings. Impassive.

His warrior soul lost in the London lights like a Hendrix guitar solo as the wind cries Rafael. Shankly came down from Heaven to cradle Rafael’s crushed heart like a wounded songbird. “It’s alright son” said Bill “There’ll always be a place for you inside my gates that were named after me.”

As his head, so big because it’s full of love and dignity, sinks on his chest, the distant throbbing of “You’ll Never Walk Alone” reverberates in his heart. His BIG heart.

He knows we are keeping it warm for him. Every goal Chelsea concede is like a dagger in the groin of a saint. This fine dignified man will return home. One day.

I am going to bed now, where I can cry and shake in solitude and respect. Rafael’s dignity demands it.

highlight of their week has been seeing chelsea losing which makes europe harder for us all in one. at least it makes them an absolute certainty not to be in europe next season, do they want to thank Rafael for that? getting 6th was the only chance they had of achieving it
 
I am crying and shaking right now. Our lost son stood with dignity dripping from his soul before the dugouts like the Statue Of Liberty in front of all them big buildings. Impassive.

His warrior soul lost in the London lights like a Hendrix guitar solo as the wind cries Rafael. Shankly came down from Heaven to cradle Rafael’s crushed heart like a wounded songbird. “It’s alright son” said Bill “There’ll always be a place for you inside my gates that were named after me.”

As his head, so big because it’s full of love and dignity, sinks on his chest, the distant throbbing of “You’ll Never Walk Alone” reverberates in his heart. His BIG heart.

He knows we are keeping it warm for him. Every goal Chelsea concede is like a dagger in the groin of a saint. This fine dignified man will return home. One day.

I am going to bed now, where I can cry and shake in solitude and respect. Rafael’s dignity demands it.

Jesus wept.
 
I am crying and shaking right now. Our lost son stood with dignity dripping from his soul before the dugouts like the Statue Of Liberty in front of all them big buildings. Impassive.

His warrior soul lost in the London lights like a Hendrix guitar solo as the wind cries Rafael. Shankly came down from Heaven to cradle Rafael’s crushed heart like a wounded songbird. “It’s alright son” said Bill “There’ll always be a place for you inside my gates that were named after me.”

As his head, so big because it’s full of love and dignity, sinks on his chest, the distant throbbing of “You’ll Never Walk Alone” reverberates in his heart. His BIG heart.

He knows we are keeping it warm for him. Every goal Chelsea concede is like a dagger in the groin of a saint. This fine dignified man will return home. One day.

I am going to bed now, where I can cry and shake in solitude and respect. Rafael’s dignity demands it.

holy guacamole
holy Toledo
holy Mother of God
 
'Cliftonville beat Linfield to secure Irish Premiership title'

'Cliftonville secured their first league title since 1998 and the fourth in their history by beating Linfield 3-2 with a dramatic last-minute penalty.'

Haha, take that you beauts.
 
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