Hmmmm. Mibby I should have done what you other ****s have done on this thread and lied about what a great fitba player I am.
Beat me to it ... "Right, Jiffy, pass it to Beale but bypass Edge, the sevco suppoting cheating bassa that he is... his old team once won a throw in during the 1952 Glasgow Cup Final when it clearly was a Celtic throw".
I had a pair of them, broke my ankle after about 10 games. I'll go for the most reliable pair of boots I've owned please log in to view this image
t90s were class, laces down the side giving extra reinforcement to the instep, you could unleash powerful strikes with them, quite a revolutionary boot as loads have copied the idea since
Harry's Pep Talk, "Right lads keep it tight at the back early doors and rummel them up from the off. Set abbot them. Then we'll settle on our passing game and stretch them. So long as we can get more goals in the pokey than those masonic bastards we'll be laughing. Watch out for the ref's handshake as well. We need to make the best use of the big speccy darkie up front. Route 1 football will beat this shower of ****s. Now get out there and win, win it for Neil"
Fair enough. I am a crackin squash player though. Tho mibby not now. A game of squash would probably result in a trip to Hairmyres Cardiac Unit under a blue light.
Let's all tell ER the game's on a Tuesday night but in fact organise it for the Monday We can go out for a curry after too
I reckon i'd have to step up and speak for the team at that point, let Harry and SH know that we're in it together, dirty orange bastards or not. Only then can we really trust in each other and beat the Nigels, even if some of our team mates are ****ing prods
Am very good at hacking players down. Not intentional. I genuinely am trying to get the ball. Normally there was at least one square go on the cards every time I played 5's
