PaddockLad

Come the revolution, outside of the usual suspects, this cunt is one of the first against the wall.....

A mate of mine who knows these things says that if you're not going to the Dam in Holland then Groningen is worth a look...3 universities apparently...

Poor man's Longstaff tbh

If theres 95 mins on the clock you’re in the 96th minute already

If we’re irrelevant what the fuck are you doing on here in the middle of the fuckin night Einstein?

@Howmanheyman The absolute fuckin state of Molineaux here though Easter 1990...

In the ancient & Royal Scottish Border Burgh of Jedburgh the house where MQOS rode out from to visit her injured lover Boswell at Hermitage Castle in Liddesdale still exists, as does the blood soaked fortress 50 miles distant in the "debatable lands" I only mention this because on the day Mickey Quinn scored 4 on his debut v Leeds we went out in Jedburgh that evening and I pulled the cousin of a world famous Scottish international rugby player who looked like she'd been at the game too and had stolen two of the match balls and shoved them down her top. They remain to this day the biggest pair of norks I've ever seen. I bet you weren't expecting an anecdote that directly links your excellent film review to Newcastle United were you?

Fuck me have they all chewed through the straps simultaneously?

Yesterday I travelled with the men of the “Dorset Yellows” via minibus to the ancient seat of learning that is the city of Oxford, dreaming of a flagon or two of fine ale amongst the dreaming spires and the beautiful butter-coloured Cotswold stone architecture of that fair town, only to arrive at the Blackbird, the only pub on the 1960s council estate Blackbird Leys, which older posters may remember was the scene of a large scale civil disturbance in the early 90s around the same time as Meadowell went up. Interesting pub for observers of social habits (or nosey bastards as they’re sometimes known, like me) as there appears to be two bars, one for the significant and long standing Caribbean community on the estate and one for those who may be termed “locals”. That’s not to say that there wasn’t a lot a cross pollination, but it was there none the less. This also affected the drinks on offer, Red stripe in cans & on draught also that really good Caribbean Guinness in bottles. So so we made our merry way to the nearby Kassam, a three sided concrete monstrosity that is a tribute to absolutely every single fuckin thing that is wrong with football in the 21st century, to be greeted by a horde of troglodyte orcs clad in red & white, grunting vaguely familiar chants that they may well have appropriated from a near geographical neighbour. Oxford are down in the basement of league 1 (and their utterly passionless crowd is indicative of this) but you couldn’t separate them in terms of quality from their simian visitors yesterday afternoon, both sides were fuckin abysmal. I have no idea if Will Grigg who couldn’t get a game at Wigan will turn out to be the signing they need to kick start their “promotion charge” because they appear not to have anybody who can provide any worthwhile service to him. He was anonymous, unlike ex QPR plastic jock knob jockey Jamie Machie, who busily lead Oxfords attack but missed three guilt edged chances in the first half alone. This invetibly lead to a mackem goal in first half injury time, a mess of a corner with their two gangly colt-like centre backs basically causing a “rummle” in the Oxford penalty area before some other mackem buffoon stabbed it home. Second half lots of huffing and puffing before the thrilling denounemont, a glorious counter attack by the Oxford winger who was the best player on the park by a mile who cut the ball back for substitute Browne to slide it home. Now there may have been an individual in the Oxford crowd quite close to the mackem section who was definetly old enough to know that running across seats to ram their shitty fuckin “big fish small pond” arrogance right back down their scrawny in bred throats was something that they definitely shouldn’t do under any circumstances. But I’m a right cunt for that sort of thing The evening was spent visiting the fleshpots of the Cowley Road, including the best Brewdog pub I’ve ever been in, a couple of delightfully dreadful 80s discos and a curry which we initially refused to pay for due to the 90 min wait we had to endure. Also possibly influenced by the 12 hour drinking session that was at that point very quickly unravelling. I think some money changed hands and the chef with the meat cleaver went back to the kitchen. So there you go, I am indeed that newly common species “Mag who watches the divi 3 mackems hoping to see them get beat”

I was in with the Wolves that day....Scotty scored after about 10 mins so had to keep very quiet for a very long time....also this is the only NUFC game my brother has been to, the jambo twat

If I’m not very much mistaken It’s the restaraunt of a premier inn https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=blue+brick+wolverhampton&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en-gb&client=safari#fid=0x48709b9289f18335:0xa1b00c061c967288&fpstate=luuv&imagekey=!1e10!2sAF1QipNJQycJ97GdWs2gHkUFp7wL5s8popJy_S6RTdBR&viewerState=ga Away and fuck yourself you disingenuous corporate cock sucker

@Christmas Tree have you had your ballot paper yet?

Don't know. But there's no one at Westminster displaying even a tiny fraction of the honesty she shows here . And I'm not blind, but it goes way, way beyond how she looks. They say politics is showbiz for the ugly. I'd vote for a female jabba the hut if she was saying this sort of thing.

There's politicians then there's politicians....shed get my vote..

I'll never vote again. I've been aware for a long time that our democracy to a certain extent is an illusion. But these cunts are giving up an pretence. I've had it with the whole fuckin pack of them.

Take Tottenham as an example of the decreased margin for error. Pochettino’s team are on course to reach 87 points, which would most likely see Tottenham finish third and their manager’s progress seriously questioned. That points total would have won the Premier League in 1996, 1997, 1998, 1999, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2010, 2011, 2014, 2015 and 2016. The goalposts have moved https://www.football365.com/news/the-2018-19-premier-league-title-race-expose-the-fraud

European Council President Donald Tusk has said there is a "special place in hell" for "those who promoted Brexit without even a sketch of a plan of how to carry it safely".

Yeah that shows where him & Tom can shove their fuckin vegan sausages

Fascinating Aida is, in a hugely competitive field, the most middle class thing ever posted on this esteemed forum

https://www.football365.com/news/the-future-of-premier-league-football-on-tv-part-one

Crikey....

England's try from the first half kick off was brutally brilliant. The running angles were incredible. Im tempted to say that they'll take some beating but theyre an arrogant set of wankers & their arsehole of an Aussie coach always always find a way of fucking it up