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I forgot to put Charnley's head in it. Was going to put Remi Garde's in as well, just for Dave, but felt it was pointless.

It's Bravado's twitter pic. https://twitter.com/thisdave

Hope you got to say hello and wished him well. Either that or chuck a ball at him just over head height and see if he ducks his body out of the way.

Tentatively drinking a glass of red after being bad since last week. Champion no1 is a lovely sup to be fair to CT, (but only once in a while). He'll be shit faced in an hour or so.

Everything is going to be ok, we'll be making our own luck next season. http://www.jibjab.com/view/5pdd6-C1RISOejB56EyZFw

Poor old MT. It's not his fault he's not as confident as the Fish is.......

CT!!! SHANE IS ON THE PITCH! !! REPEAT, SHANE IS ON THE PITCH! !!!

Saw Shane on the pitch pre-game kicking a ball. The mind boggles if he's fit and can't get in that team.

Think fat Mike was due half a million if Rangers win the play off. Maybe not loving it so much?

Calm down CT. You're not Taylor Swift.

Gemmill on form tonight.

Anyone watching the Rangers v Motherwell play off game at Ibrox? Motherwell are pissing it. 0-3 after 50 mins.

Gemmill. Taking one for the team. What a guy! What a post!

See, Mako? That's how it's done. FYP a little bit.

Mako is also 'prolific'.

Mako. Send Mako to report to Ryder for duty. Mako can tell him where he's going wrong.

HF would be a shoo-in if he could stomach being told the score by a certain chronic writer.

The secret diary of Lee Ryder aged 44 and a half. 26/05/2015 Ag-a-doo-doo-doo, push pineapple, shake the tree Aga-doo-doo-doo, push pineapple, grind coffee To the left, to the right, jump up and down and to the knees Come and dance every night, sing with a hula melody Eee, ya fucka, diary! What a class couple of days, man! After Jonas scored THAT goal on the weekend everyone at Planet NUFC was in party mode and guess who was invited round to Casa Carvs house for a celebratory drinkie poos? The only North East media man with his finger on the pulse, that's who, the man they all go to for getting their points across to the punters, the man who is to straight forward sentence structure what Alan Pardew was to derby victories, yes it was me! Lee Ryder who got the media invite! Ah was round there cracking on with Willo who was back in Coach Carvs good books, and dancing to Black Lace as Carvs lass put out some scran and a geet big massive punch bowl with vodka, orange, white rum, peach brandy, grenadine, a bit sugar, brandy, a bit lemon juice, some southern comfort, (At Rob Eliot's request) and some sherry. Carvs was fucking blotto and couldn't thank me enough for me support, "Lee, if it washnt for you, son, if it washn't for you, wor kid, ah, how! Gouffs! bogs that way, fucking mon ami......err, what was ah saying, Lee?" Ah stopped the chief Geordie at SJP, "john, divvent worry, man. You came good when it counted. A'hm all ower it in the Ronny Gill at the minute, mate. Ah've got a 'One-in-a-row' piece about THAT game and how you masterminded the club to safety with 90 mins to oblivion, Ah've got the 54th poll since you got the job, asking if the fans want you in charge, and ah think it might be a bit closer than the other 53 if I'm being honest, mate, think things might be swinging your way, mate." Carvs then wiped away a tear and said, "Ya knaa yee, Lee, ah divvent care what they say,....hic!......Yer a canny kid.......Brenda! Have ya got Lee a drink, pet?.......What wash ah ......hic!......saying?.........Sammy! Get some more tunes on, nenn of that jungle garage shite! Put Russ Abbot on youtube! Ah want an atmosphere, y'knaa, man, ask ya da, ah love a happy party with an atmosphere-ah!........Lee, ya a canny kid yee, like, ya fucking came through with them Carver for the toon stories, ah fucking love yee, son, fucking great kid, yee, man......See you.......up here yee are." Anyways, after drinking, singing and dancing ah made me way back home, ah was well served but at least ah wasn't as bad as Carvs who was asleep, hanging over his hedge in his front garden, with a can of stella in one hand and a slice of Iceland pizza in the other! Lol. The Toon are staying up and ah've got one grateful coach eating oot me hands! Fucking jackpot! Ryder and out!

Good lad.

You still here? > <

Not sure whether to put this in this thread, belta minge or the football shirt thread.