Cooper was a spawny fucker to have as many points as he did. Barely any were deserved. But who knows, it may have continued enough for a few more wins. But it was always a stupid appointment in the first place.
Of course not. Their squad, their owners, and their fans, are absolute excrement.
That's why it was heading in the direction of another miracle.
The Foxes talk post match thread starts with this.
Cooper minimised Leicester's weaknesses. Not dissimilar to us in Prem season 1. It's not a good squad.
A fairytale?
Sinister lie, to destabilise and control gullible ordinary people. But yes.....
Give me this before I die. I always enjoyed a retirement presentation, before the next pre season, and playing on. Much better than not being around to properly enjoy it.
Thoughtful piece on Newcastle and Saudi Arabia.
I'm getting a bit cross with this 'sports washing' merkin. If I was to guess, given their partners, their methods, and their investments, they want to buy us, and enforce their values on us.
If they just wanted to do their washing, they'd shut their doors, and keep themselves to themselves while they got clean. No. They want the world dancing to the beat of their drum. Why change your behaviour, when you can change everyone else's?
How do they keep getting away with it
Surely they have spent far more in the last seasons than 115 charge Citeh have in about 10. Jesus. I hope they don't make champions league and have to sell everyone. Doubt it though. They will probably buy a 100 million striker in the summer too.
Fcukers
Chicago: Bamboozled.
No news on their multiple division relegation's for illegal financial payments then?
The answer to your question is that they game the inappropriate rules, and they cheat to achieve a position of prominence in the first place. Then they are protected by sky 6 bias (and undoubted off the books behind the scenes incentives).
Notts County 0-0 Crewe was less exciting than it sounds. Now I am watching Liechtenstein vs Macedonia, which is equally as thrilling.
International weekends are stupid.
...but was available on partridge...as this weeks tuning retry was finally successful.
Sounds like one for the Therapist.. why am I drawn to watching league one football when it’s a) a spring weekend and b) other sports are available..
I’m not sure what the therapist would think of me spending the afternoon listening to Harborough Towns 4-0 win away at Bishop Stortford. Radio Leicester were covering it as it was ‘non league day’.
If I watch a football match, I rant at it like a lunatic with tourettes. I imagine if that was in the presence of a therapist, they'd press the panic button under their desk.
I went to see Steve Cotterill's promotion-chasing Forest Green Rovers at relegation-threatened AFC Fylde.
A 3-0 home win, with the FGR fans turning on their team (chanting what a waste of money at their striker for example).
Cue Cotterill losing it with them at full-time, big argument at the front of the terrace. Players and staff involved. He walks away, something else is shouted, so he goes back and carries it on.
Came over to the seats (where I was), shouting "I'm not having it, I'm not having them fcuking abusing the players, I'm just not having it." Stops, poses for a picture with a little kid, then continues shouting and swearing.
Worth the entrance money alone.Did you play IFC with Ferny? He only played for us a few times to help out. My favourite one of his, and there were many, was when he arrived late to the dressing room at half time. The manager was deep into a bollocking for a poor first half performance. "Don't bother mate", Ferny says, "the ref's called the game off."
He'd laid out a couple of spectators.
I miss proper football.
Reminds me of a sell-out game under the lights at Sincil Bank when I was at uni. Would have been the 98/99 season when Lincoln had come up from the fourth division and Manchester City had been relegated from the second.
It was a crackling atmosphere (City had filled a stand and a half) and somehow little old Lincoln were two-nil up after 30 minutes and held out until half-time. We were sat low down behind the home goal and when the whistle went, Lincoln's batshit-crazy goalkeeper Barry Richardson, who had a short spell with Forest in the late 2000s, turned around to the crowd and screamed at the top of his voice "COME ON, YOU FUCKERS!!!!"
In his excitement, he'd not noticed the young boy who was running towards him for an autograph, which he got with a wonderful side of bellowed profanity and a new word to tell the kids at his infant school the next morning. Great stuff.
