thebrokendoll

just a few thoughts from me, sure they've all been covered already but... hadn't originally intended going to this one, but so pleased I did now, a proper rollercoaster and not all of it particularly pleasant. but then it always had the potential to be so after what preceded it. it's hard to knock isak but I think it's reasonable to say he probably should've had a hat trick before the goal he did score, that said mind had we had the game wrapped up in the 1st half brentford would've had cause to be pissed off because I didn't think we were anywhere near our best. as has been the case on several occasions at home this season it had all the hallmarks of being another game where we throw the 3 points away and we so very nearly did. and then.... I mean, I was in the gallowgate, so canny far away and me eyes aren't as good as they used to be but even so, it took a second or two to start celebrating because of disbelief and rubbing the old orbs to make sure they were still functioning. a goal to win any fucking football match deserved or not and intended or not. I don't care that tonali has subsequently said it was 70% cross, it was a fucking thunderbolt that supermac would've been proud of and a one you'll always remember witnessing. fucking tremendous.

anyway.... thoroughly enjoyed the last couple of hours, fucking flown by, was only on the a42 near burton when it started, just gone past leeming bar services now. hat doffed to all contributors, even souness' biggest fan boy gemmill.

we would've won the title if bellamy hadn't been crocked at the mackems place.

it's only 5 minutes ago you wanted howe jettisoned for allowing bruno to carry his wee'un on the pitch.

I think bellamy was briefly arrested on suspicious of common assault on the quayside because a pissed up wannabe wag clambered in to his car uninvited and he pulled her out. which makes him an infinitely more restrained welshman than me, I'd have shagged her first.

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I wouldn't have played for the scottish cunt either if he'd grabbed me round the throat. we'd already been through this with robson and dyer at middlesboro, I was at the riverside for that game as well when dyer had refused to play on the right wing. when he was brought on he held the captains armband out at arm length waving it like piece of bog roll covered in shit. I'm not saying bellamy was a saint, but by god souness had it in for him from the moment he walked through the door, because he was clueless, useless, thick as pigshit scottish cunt.

who was bellamy being disrespectful to?

precisely this. souness had marked down bellamy as the bad apple from before he walked through the door. no matter within a week he was apologising for dyer having been arrested for pissing in a shop doorway on the quayside. I was at the match at charlton when bellamy gave aouness the wanker gesture for hauling him off, he was fucking spot on, bellamy was head and shoulders the best player on the pitch. obviously simmered on a for a few days afterwards, because didn't souness assault him on the monday in training? anyway he sacked him off to sweaty land a few weeks later, at which point shearer's goals dried up. the stupid scottish cunt.

nah, not even in the same league. damn shame souness didn't walk past a giant magnet long before he rocked up at newcastle

@Toonpack owt to do with the bloke above?

couple of months after souness had sacked off bad apple bellamy to celtic, dyer proving once and for all that he was the cunt in our team and souness didn't have a fucking clue what he was doing.

monmouth.... I've gone international again.

ipswich ballot result.... FAILURE!

when sunderland last won a major trophy there was people still on a comedown from watching country joe and the fish sing the vietnam draft protest song.....

sporty clearly demonstrating now how there was more people in sunderland town centre in '73 than there was at woodstock a few years earlier....

I took my lad to the brighton cup game a few weeks back. I was sat behind the goal in the gallowgate, 2 rows behind me old seat and a couple of seats further in from the aisle. I could picture the younger me sat there, except of course I wasn't. there was no you or your lad on the other side of the aisle, the bloke and his minxy daughter who used to dj on the quayside were gone. the woman I used to sit next to was still there, but she looked very old bless her, but her husband was gone, maybe a family rift over ashley or maybe he's gone permanently? I didn't go and ask her. it all made me feel quite sad to be honest, there was only a handful of us stood up to watch isak take his penalty, fucking tragic really wouldn't have been like that 15 or so years ago. get yourself in the percy tomorrow night, I'll buy yer a pint.

I. feeling fine duh duh duh arab hoop is like good wine

it's not really what's pissing me off though, i can tolerate going on.a website and seeing adverts for a pair of trainers I fleetingly looked at a couple of weeks earlier, it's a mild intrusion on your privacy. what fucks me off is that they're treating people who are going to a football match like some deranged cunt trying to sneak in to a world leaders summit with a suicide belt on. why the fuck do they need all the photo id shite at a football ground? what the fuck difference does it make to them if bobby from barnstaple can't use his ticket at the last minute so he let's his nephew billy from the borders use it for nowt? and why the fuck should billy get a stadium ban for 3 years and bobby lose his season ticket? who the fuck's driving this shit and why?

I fucking despair me. they literally won't be happy till they know exactly who is sat in each seat at every game. there'll be no chance of ever passing on a ticket to a family member or friend, unless they too are registered at the club with photo identification. it's got fuck all to do with touting or crowd trouble, youre going to a fucking football match man, why are these cunts so obsessed with wanting to know who you are?

murphy backtracks on scholes at the end, no you were right in the first place, scholes is an absolute whopping fucking thundercunt.

sounds about right. I've had 2 in the ballot this season, there's 6 home games left. bear in mind also we've had half a dozen or so home cup games. relying on the ballot alone your chances of a ticket are about in 1 in every 10. very soon the club will be taking in more money from the 14,000 or so tickets which go on sale each home game to members than they do for the 30 odd thousand season tickets. which is why any fucker harbouring any ambitions of getting one if a larger ground is built are living in cloud cuckoo land. on the contrary, once this comes in at newcastle, which it will, expect a cull on season ticket holders bending the rules as it is, facial recognition is just round the corner.....

fancy waking up in the morning man and being keith.

I think I'd rather sing a blur song.