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I’m getting carried away and carried even further away. That’s why I go to football and why I support Rangers. Coming after a 94th minute defeat on Tuesday makes me get carried so far away I’ll be on bloody Mars.
F uck Derby. They were shit all night, deserved the humping they got. Like 2014.
Don’t stop getting carried away while you f ucking well can.
It's all utter, utter, utter b0llox. XG my big wobbly arse. Means nothing because it is nothing but flatulent cobblers for FIFA playing lardabuckets.
Sky commentators and their spontaneously combusting hyperbole over any old sh!t that happens because it's happening in a game of f*cking football. Shut up you tits. You Waver are a crunt of undulating absolute bollox.
Any terminology that isn't along the lines of "Boot the f*cking thing", "Kick the bastard", "Just f*cking shoot, you gits", "Lino, you c unt" or "Get the f*ck in, ya bastards" is also Americanised, wooly, generic cobblers.
A few years back the Mrs and myself were strolling down the Southbank and decided to pop into the BFI and look int the media tech section where you can watch various films/ tv series.
We searched for West London and this was one of the listings so we settled on that and watched the whole thing. It was quite something to see the streets we walk now back in the not so distant past. Although this is more my wife’s manor (born and bred in The Bush me, rarely crossed over to W10 until I met herself) it was fascinating to see Wood Lane, Darnley Terrace, Ladbroke Grove back then.
I couldn’t say if it was better then as I wasn’t alive but I’m happy I don’t live in the slums they did then but hanker after the lack of cars and loads of pubs.
All things considered though, I’m quite happy with now.
The “Jesus, we need a miracle” game was Man City away, last game of the season 94/95. Ferdinand’s last game for us. I think City got a penalty and we started singing that to him. He started doing cross signs and I think we saved the penalty. May have been retaken but I can’t remember now.
SA Road paddocks was a terrace in 1974 when Leeds came down. It had been converted into seats by 1976, we lost 4,000 spaces. The ground was heaving in 1976 and we’ve never had a 30,000 plus crowd since.