.......strategies and playing squad on the internet.
Do any of you lie back on your pillow at night and think "Yer know, I may have staggered into the realms of overkill now. I've explained Karanka's deficiencies to 'em for 52 days and nights on the trot and I've told 'em where he's going wrong with Hogan. I think I may have a day off tomorrow"?
This is a serious business. There are no days off.
This is a serious business. There are no days off.
That should be (possibly already is) a tag line for something. I can imagine my all-time here Cliff Clavin would have said it somewhere.
What else you going to do?
What else should I already be doing more like.
Nothing matters anyway. We’re all effing doomed.
I'm going to reply with this on the next 'positives' thread.
Thanks.
Fat BuddhaNothing really matters,anyone can see .Nothing matters anyway. We’re all effing doomed.
No, I enjoy it.
We all like different things in football. Some are sofa-managers shouting at the tele.
Some are statisticians. Some enjoy the guess work.
Just because you are not one of these, doesn't make them wrong.
It was a whimsical, a little bit devilish if you will, poke of fun at the life a football message board poster, myself included.
Next week I'm going to do a thread about people who use too many commas.
ScoobersWe are the comma, people
I'm lately obsessed by that song. Overplayed at the time but just watched the BBC docu on it. Jarvis wasn't quite as poor as he makes out... but I did.. and do... identify against people who don't understand the lack of 'choice' for the working class in the 80s/90s.
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
'Cause when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your dad he could stop it all, yeah
You'll never live like common people...
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And you dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do
Cause everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks it's all such a laugh
Yeah and the chip stains and grease
Will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere left to go
You are amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright
Whilst you can only wonder why
Although I will say the internet has changed that. I had no idea what rets of the world was like in 1985. I'd never been inside a nice hotel before I was 25. No idea. But no excuses now. At least not to 'know'.