You played well today, but don't get carried away, Bambs. Don't confuse City with Arsenal. They are chalk and cheese.
They won't have to, Arsenal will likely win the EL. Chelsea will come fourth, the only mugs missing out are us. Complete dereliction of duty.
Well, that's exactly what I've been challenging you to Kips. So if Emery goes this summer, you get my avatar for a whole season. If he stays I get yours. Glad you finally found your nutsack. Get it written up @Spurlock
I think we'll beat Brighton. I have no idea what will happen at Burnley, they are safe now so I'm hoping they are at the beach that day. If anything though, I'd rather we gave it our all against Valencia and tried to get to the Europa League final
No, Pix. Don't try and change the bet. I predicted you'd try to wriggle out of it as it got closer to the point of you realising that you'd made a colossal fcuk up taking our wager. Clearly, you believe clueless Emery will outlast shrewd Poch. So be it .
You've either got the balls to back your prediction that Emery will get sacked this summer or you haven't Which one is it ?
I'm not wriggling out of anything mate. You said you're offering to call in the bet early, that's what I'm doing too. So let's conclude it in the summer then. If Emery goes as you're predicting this summer, then you get my avatar. If he doesn't then I get yours. This is all very simple You either have the balls to back your prediction or you don't So which one is it ?
I simply asked you if you wanted to concede now. Clearly, you don't. It's a shame that you have proceded to embarrass yourself with a desperate attempt to wriggle out of our wager. By the way, I have a superb avatar lined up for you, mate.
Why would I concede ? You're the one making the claim that Emery will get sacked this summer. I don't for one minute think that's going to happen. Therefore I am calling you out on it. But you clearly don't have the bollocks to back up your claim
It is noted that you don’t want to concede our wager early and that you want to string out the agony of your inevitable loss to the bitter and embarrassing end. That is your prerogative, mate.
