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Botman and Trippier love an assist like.

After cooling the outdoors, when the outdoors was an actual desert, it's safe to say that shark has been spectacularly jumped by a bolting horse smoking a fatty.

Better than the previous proposal which was 16 groups of 3.

I hake you all.

They have canned co-op online against AI ( as has PES). This was the primary way I hung out with my brother in Australia. We are both too shit to play humans and playing each other is less fun. Also - ANY of these fucking footy games now is first a game of cunting MENUS. Why do we need all this fucking garbage? Just let us play, wankers.

Poor bastard. Is it because he was fucked by Southgate?

not far off this…

I’d like to thank Gemmill for stepping up to the call and so graciously giving birth to a magnificent new era. 3rd place beckons

Trippier. Again.

It makes zero sense this regime would force players onto a manager. That’s not the route to success and they will know that.

From when he hacked himself?

Murphy put in a couple of perfect crosses against City. Deserved start. This looks like a winning side to me.

tidied

Swedish. They come out the womb ice skating.

this was not what I was looking for.

Pre-xG, it was all fucking dire.

Okay. I’m going to do it. @Gemmill, it’s time to start the match threads.

Trippier makes too many errors. this is going to be 3 nil. drop Wilson.

Wilson has completely lost his edge. Not just his shooting, his general alertness and decision making. He looks 36 not 30. Lascelles does, at least, add a bit of set piece fret which we desperately need. Saying that we’re likely to get a decent botting here today, I’d settle for a low score to maintain some sort of morale. A draw could be a tedious corner turned.

Screaming in silence Fast on her feet Nervously feeling fear on the street. No moving traffic Only the odd wing in the air A shaft of light A strand of hair No time No time to despair. There's a cat among the pigeons There's a pain in her chest While the cat's among the pigeons there'll be no rest. Gasping for breath in the cold of the night Patiently waiting for love at first sight. Yes is the answer But as the wind takes her hair A piston thrust A moment shared No time No time to despair. There's a cat among the pigeons There's a pain in her chest While the cat's among the pigeons he'll take the best. And the world keeps turning And the boy keeps learning Who will be the one to put the cat among the pigeons now ? There's a cat among the pigeons There's a pain in her chest While the cat's among the pigeons there'll be no rest. There's a cat among the pigeons There's a pain in her chest While the cat's among the pigeons he'll take the best. There's a cat among the pigeons !

Or, you could say, Off target.

Which cutlery tray recess are you keeping your chopsticks in?

and a few superstars from down the road. Marra.