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Yes, I would agree that that suggestion is entirely plausible. Though to have two clean sheets (penalties don't count!) and a total of 3 goals conceded in 4 games isn't a terrible defensive record. I would say on the issue of the defensive set up that Terry did well at what he was told to do, but, as you say, what he and the other defenders were told to do wasn't exactly ideal. I would think that once the younger generation get bled in, with Smalling etc., we'll see that line pushed up more... well I'm hoping. Im sure i heard a statistic towards the end of the Italian game that blew my mind: we had only been successful catching someone offside once in all of the 4 games we played.

Completely agree. Great selection by Hodgson. Bar when he got found out a bit that he cannae run for shit against Sweden, he was cracking. Morality aside... of course

http://www.mirror.co.uk/sport/football/news/england-fan-drops-his-pants-and-flashes-939669

1. We will sign an English player. 2. We will get to a final 3. We will finish above Liverpool again 4. We will sell at least one of Tiote/Cabaye/Ba 5. We will win one and lose one against the unwashed (bad feeling is all!) 6. Tottenham will replace Liverpool and become the media's whipping boys 7. Chelsea will finish either first or second 8. We will finish top 8

Tired, been recording since 8 30 this morning and will be until 8 tonight. The thought of the 8 bottles of Leffe in my fridge for the match tonight is what is keeping me going.

Totally agree. Btw, Nasri is a complete fucking whingey bell.

Not so funny, more canny:

nice one! What were you studying?

Wish him the all the best... Don't think he'll get the best at Blackburn like :/

ouch. The shit has hit the fan(s) it seems.

aye, I didn't mean he was just a really great guy. Should have probably clarified that.

Heard this from me fatha: A load of him and his mates went down to an away game in the early 80's somewhere in Yorkshire. As was their custom, about 20 of the lads had been out on the night before. One of the lads, aptly named 'Snakebite Phil' (he only ever used to drink snakebites) was there - a 5 ft irish lad who had hair as red as the devil's cock. By all accounts this lad was canny nuts, and was prone to getting himself into some sticky situations by way of his unwavering love for snakebites. Anyways, the friday night before the match, all the lads were out, had a canny night, got bladdered. Snakebite decided to venture out of his comfort zone and stayed on the stout most of the night... In the morning, they all met up at the train station to go down to the match. Snakebite is the last to appear, and when he gets there, is complaining of a bad stomach. No one pays attention and they get back on the sauce. By kick off they are all absolutely fucked, and by the final whistle even worse. Unlike him, Snakebite is rather quiet, enjoying his namesake drink all the while, but just a bit out of sorts nonetheless. Once the game ends, 20 monged geordies realise that they have to leg it to the train station to catch the train. Whilst realising this news, Snakebites problems come to a head, and he tells the other lads that he's had a stomach ache all day and he's shit himself. 'A need tuh get sum new baggies man these are covvad in shite!' They say they don't have enough time but on their way to the station - literally outside of it - Snakebite sees a denim shop and rushes in, grabs the first pair of jeans he sees, pays for them, and legs it out... They all get on the train as the doors are shutting. Snakebite, with a cheeky grin on his face says to the lads, 'reet boys, am gannin to sort mesel oot in the bogs. Someone giz a tinny ready for when a get back'. Snakebite gets to the toilets on the train pretty sharpish (bearing in mind his stinks of shit), locks the door of the toilet, takes off his shitty trousers and throws them out of the bathroom window... He opens up the bag which contains his jeans from the denim shop only to to pull out... a denim jacket. He had ran into the shop in such a hurry, he didnt realise what he was buying, just assuming they were jeans. Completely ball bagged at the time, this doesn't hinder him too much, as he ties the jacket round his waist so the back of the jacket is covering his modesty. Unfortunately for him, he forgot that his arse was still caked in shite and as he walked down the isle of the train proud as punch at his innovation, every other passenger he passed got a sight of wor Snakebite's shitty ginger arse.

what a call

mentioned in another post but I'm really chuffed because England won the group and consequently I can see the next game on sunday as I'm not at work! Swings and roundabouts and all that.

today? as ToonMarshy says, average. But in general, he is great.

^ oh dear, dear me.

got back from work and managed to watch the last 14 mins. Buzzing my tits off. Listened to it on the radio at work and it sounded like we played dire first half but IMHO i always thought that this was going to be the toughest game of the group. Top of the group means i can watch the next game as I'm not in work. Happy days!

yeah i deeked that. Chiles needs to get over that.

That's awesome.

Gutted. Work just called me in for tonight. Having to bail on plans to drink the 5 bottles of Erdinger I just bought and watching the footy.

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