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I think we should let this Mick Beale thing go. Let’s let bygones be bygones. Other than this board I don’t do social media. Could someone on Facebook, Twåtter, Instagrunt, or whatever they’re called start a good-natured campaign to remind everyone that water has passed under the bridge and let’s just let the man know he’s welcome back at Loftus Road.
The app I use to check on scores has Kelman at a market value of £323k so yes that would be a good bit of business. Are Forest needing to strengthen their squad with an emergency loan by any chance?
Up against Man City in the FFS that was offside FA Cup. I prepare to stand corrected but I think Charlie is still our player but as I take as much interest in modern football players contracts and transfers as I do in mobile phone contracts I could be wrong. Either way seems like a good lad and having a decent season with a club I like so up the O’s!
Up against a central defender today in Ruben Dias who’s worth approx £75 mil … would love to see Charlie meg him.
… and has injected fresh energy into QPR’s playstyle
that made me laugh, what kind of mug would construct that sentence, then Kensal reveals its Ai - now I’m not laughing and instead have a burning desire to smear sriracha sauce and 3 in 1 lighter fluid all over a robot’s circuit boards and ritualistically immolate it like some kind of mash-up of Metal Mickey & The Whicker Man
Mad stuff but very of the time. My first footy memories begin about 4 years later and a very similar vibe. Spotters, dodgy erberts, and on most occasions having to keep your wits about you etc.
Famous photo of Rs fans with their Chelsea cup tickets - not sure if it’s the actual match day. I wonder if anyone in the photo posts on here. Somebody must know them.
Sorry to hear that - even after all these years. I’m wondering how they knew you had tickets? Were you followed all the way from the ground and they chose Scrubs Lane to jump you or were you talking about them (the tickets) and a random opportunistic c*nt pounced?
Gold, yellow, sepia, seepage, discharge, distemper, the correct name, as established on page 1, for this mustard atrocity is Grey Poupon.
Actually got a bit of a soft spot for it as it will always remind me of the mad FA Cup day out in Leicester where we were almost invisible. Rather grey poupon than those orrible day-glo away kits that thankfully seem to be on the demise.
A year after the Grundy Pistols thing I was having a day off school and put the telly on late morning and there was Grundy all on his own presenting a schools geography programme in the middle of a huge empty quarry in the middle of nowhere, Cumbria. And since then I’ve always thought Cumbria, that’s where you get sent when you’ve been bad. Mark Hughes:What a fcuking rotter!
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