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Fraser Forster turning up for training yesterday.

Eddie, your reaction:

Ah yes fucking hell, I'll keep an eye out. Nahhhh blud. Naaaaah fam.

There's no excuse for being a cunt like that in an interview. Howe was under pressure a little while back, I'm pretty sure we were below Spurs in the league, and Howe's demeanour with the media never changed once. You can't go in a huff with people. It's not even like the bloke was asking particularly daft questions.

Good lads Palace.

I mentioned about the in laws. He's just blatantly had a shit in the downstairs toilet, the dirty bastard.

The 10 minutes was bullshit in the first place. To still be playing to 113 minutes is absolute nonsense. This cunt must be Richard's son.

Well, it shouldn't be easy to win away at Spurs, and it wasn't. We made pretty hard work of 3 brilliant points. I'd have taken a draw before the game. Could've done without a hard 105 minute shift before Tuesday mind.

Longstaff ffs. Lazy fucking bullshit pass.

Just cramp this, I think. Mental he's done a full 90, tribute to whoever's in charge of conditioning.

Djed Spencer must have diplomatic immunity. He can do fucking owt he likes.

Fucking "Archie" Gray looks to be a bit full of himself from that interaction with Isak. Needs to concede another goal to learn his lesson.

Those were some fast crosses by the Tottenham lads.

Maddison's had a hair transplant. Just realised the cunt is suddenly looking like Samson out there.

Haha fuck off darts boy.

That's never a foul.

Class from Burn.

That's a fucking card for Porro there.

Alfie Whiteman is their sub keeper. Nailed on EDL.

Their keeper is having a great game tbf. He's wasted his career never getting a game by the look of it.

Shite that from Murphy.

Difficult to understand how you pick up an injury like that in the box and don't get a penalty. The way the game is these days.

Shades of Beardsley from Tonali inking into the box there.

Tuchel looks so much like a twocca with his skinny rat face in that hat. Leaves the supermarket with packs of bacon dropped down his tracky b's, no doubt in my mind.