Howmanheyman

He has to as well (or you do it for him). I did ok two seasons ago with my daughter in the family section of the Milburn L7 but she was too old for it last season and the two memberships got me diddly squat. Needless to say I'll not be paying it this season. Good luck!

And where's Peter White?

That's not you. It's a Scots lad and his German son.

Is this the old time forum equivalent of fish saying he's got a girlfriend?

He was total mediocrity. Thauvin etc were gambles they'd be sold on at a profit if they did the business for us like a cabaye.

A who's who of cunts in this thread.

(Obviously I'll not show her this, FUCK THAT).

Rough quote, 'I don't get it, is he saying they're putting the bottles in the normal rubbish?'

Just showed that to the missus and she wasn't sure what he was getting at.

Sounds a bit like me although in my case the neighbours are as global thinking as myself.

Good luck to the kid for making a living as a professional footballer throughout the leagues but it's a damning indictment of the mike Ashley era that one of those clubs was us.

Summer project back garden official attendance: 42,836

This is starting to look like the political equivalent of Sunderland hanging on for far too long and making all the wrong moves in a desperate attempt to cling on devastating them long term so when the inevitable happens they're absolutely and catastrophically fucked.

He absolutely knows his audience inside fucking out.

"Carlos Tevez Martin Demichellis Jermain Defoe Yaya Toure" "Err, hello? Is that Carlos Tevez?" "Si." "Now that you're back home in Argentina and managing independiente would you like to jack it all in and come and be the Sunderland manager?" [Phone hangs up] "Hello? Hello? Carlos? Are you still there?"

Well at least the penny maybe dropping with some of them. From the 'Club has became an absolute embarrassment' thread..... Wood spotted despite trees. Repeat, wood spotted despite trees.

".....ooh what a typical, typical BBC vox pop.....aaand in a 'northern' town."

I went to a fairs cup thing a few years ago after a mate had a spare, was good crack actually, there was Frank (knew everyone's father) Clark, David Craig, (just turned 80) and John Gibson who was on form with his never ending glasses of wine, there was also a brief guest appearance from an even earlier player and character, Ron (Cassius) McGarry who was getting on a bit but still a bit of a joker. McGarry used to have a bookies round the corner from us in the 80's and would be standing outside asking passers by who'd obviously been to the match if it was a good game? He once asked my dad what the match was like after seeing me with a NUFC cap on or something walk past his shop so my dad gave him his opinion on the game. After we walked past my dad said he used to be Newcastle's striker but I just thought he was an old gadgie so wasn't sure whether to believe him!

They were a good side by all accounts, not quite the crack players Hungary produced a decade earlier but still good enough to beat some top outfits including Don Revie's Leeds United side. (He didn't give us a chance). I was still four years away from gracing the planet with my existence when we won our last trophy, 🎵....and here's to Bobby Moncur, the fairs cup in his hand....🎶

"Fuuuucking hell. The daft cunt's anny went straight in with the atmosphere question. FFS, you start with the entertainers questions first, man. Fucking kid's an amateur. Wouldn't last two seconds in the Thompson House bear pit!"