Gemmill

She's moving to Cleadon.

Aye it's easy when you bottle it after one good result.

1 nil Forest. Up yours you Paisley Ponce!

Our day is fucked but it'll take the edge off things slightly if Man United lose to Forest.

Up yours, Lombardo.

Ah shit. He seems a dead sound bloke as well. Hope he's OK.

Aye, we're gifting teams goals and trying to come back from it. At a time when we're barely good enough to just go ahead and stay there.

That'll be that.

Anyone still want us to go back to Miggy as a starter? I'VE SEEN ENOUGH.

Who's gonna win, Albert?

10 minutes to go, it should be backs to the wall stuff for them, and wave after wave from us. They're the ones that look overwhelmingly most likely to score.

We should be pushing for an equaliser but instead these are taking the piss.

Bruno looks knackered.

We do a load of it. Putting the ball where Wilson would be, but he's not on the pitch.

Great run from Hall there, but he must see that he's only squaring that ball to Brentford players.

Fuck.

Lucky as fuck there.

Mate it's 5 minutes into half time.

Is that who this is. Fucking helmet.

Redemption for Barnes!

Fucking Simon Hooper. Somewhere a panto is missing its Humpty Dumpty.

Frank's celebration. Bloke is such an art teacher.

We love gifting people goals atm. Barnes that time.

Is this for teachers who forgot their board duster?