Leicester chairman's chopper crashes outside Stadium

Football has become the opium of the people.

 

My brother worked the flight in and out of Cardiff last night that went into Bangkok after the game. Apparently the Turkish govt were asking questions before they let it into their airspace, but all quickly sorted.

But if random info thought you might like to know.

 

Sky News reporting regular updates on the Leicester players' trip to Thailand. It's getting silly.

 

When you know its a slow news day.

 

A child and a man died when a minibus collided with a car in Cheshire in the early hours of Sunday morning.

Nine people were taken to hospital to be treated after the crash on the A34 Melrose Way in Alderley Edge at 12.04am.

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Detectives have begun a murder investigation after a man in his early 20s was stabbed to death in southeast London.

Officers were called to Samos Road in Anerley at 12.30pm on Sunday, along with an ambulance and London's air ambulance.

The victim, believed to be 22, was pronounced dead at the scene at about 1pm. A post mortem is due to take place.

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A 102-year-old man has died after being trapped on the roof of his home for three days.

Ron Easton climbed on to the roof of his home in Bigbury-on-sea in Devon late last month with a bucket of tools but he got stuck after falling over or collapsing, Devon and Somerset Fire and Rescue said.

He had been trying to fix his aerial, according to news service Devon Live.

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RIP.

 

Had Glen Hoddle died last week you reckon there would have been minutes silences for him?

I've got the Feeling there would have been. Definitely someone only Spurs fans should give a **** about.

Same with the Thai guy and Leicester. Or should be in any case.

 

It's overkill. Leicester fans think we are insensitive. Reality is we don;t give a ****. Give us one reason why we should.

 

Perhaps the same reason that I gave a fcuk about little Bradley losing his fight with cancer and Jermaine Defoe taking the time to do what he did .... because sometimes life can be cruel but there really are some fine human beings who leave this world before their time ... it doesn't make you less of a man to give a fcuk when tragedy strikes ...

 

Comparing the Bradley plight to a billiomaire is way out of of order imo. One was a struggle from birth, the other an accident..

I;ll see how the sunderland board take your view.

 

Bradley was a little lad who was dealt a ****ing **** hand. Sky News didn't have hourly updates on his funeral. The initial coverage was understandable but the soap opera ever since has been well over the top.

I think it's a shame the guy died as he seemed like a good bloke. I was more moved by the Bobby Moore documentary this evening. I'm even more moved by a couple of ****ty things that have happened recently to people I know a bit. I'm devastated when **** happens to my peeps.

 

You asked why you should give a **** ... I made the point that a tragedy is a tragedy and that's why people give a **** .... so if Bradley was a billionaires son without cancer who died in a car crash you'd not give a **** ?

What the **** does money have to do with it

 

One was a long suffering child, the other a freak accident. You just don't get it.

 

I'm not saying the coverage hasn't gone over the top ... it has ... even for me ... I was merely pointing out that tragic events, particularly untimely deaths are things that we should always give a **** about ...

 

Because it's the Leicester owner?

Would you really give a **** if it was Accrington Stanley?

 

Yes ... if he turned out to have been a rather fine human being . . plus my mum came from a small town a couple of miles from Accrington ...

 

Because he was a good guy and helped a lot of people? (From what stories are coming out)

 

You still don;t get it do you.? What makes this guy such a good guy?

 

Exactly Bobby ... the only bias I have is that I already knew that before he died because of being a Leicester fan ...

 

After his death?

 

Eh? He was a business man.