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Cracking display today from a side hoping for 6th spot.. Time to recharge the batteries in Tenerife.. Forza CITY. Allam’s GONE.
So f’Kin frustrating.. Gotta be more composed and lethal than that at home Has Liam taken the club as far as he can? Only Acun knows perhaps.....
Hate early kick offs. Big Physical unit West Brom..we ain’t. Glad for a point in the end.. Forza CITY Allam’s GONE.
F’cking hell we where good tonight.. Saints fans walking past actually applauded our victory… See you at Wembley Franky Walsh.. Forza CITY...
‘Harry Robert’s is our friend is our friend is our friend.. Harry Robert’s is our friend ‘He Kills coppers’ ‘Oh ahh oh oh ahh..it’s good to be...
Incredible scenes again.. “DARE TO DREAM” time again. Remember that? Forza CITY Allam’s GONE
Crazy atmosphere at times last night. “Reet goal that” . as one despondent local shouted.. Football..f’kin ace innit. Forza CITY.
Wonder what our great leader thought of that? See you in New York.. Allam’s GONE.
Another victory. Massive Battered.. Blunts currently getting mauled.. Reasons to cheerful..part 3. Allam’s GONE. . .
Right now it’s anyone’s guess where we’ll end up.. Lost 4 out the last 5 but still in the race.. Incoming and Billy Gene back soon.. Hold on...
Thought reality bite us hard again tonight.. Goals win games and without them you cannot hide weaknesses.. End of chat. Allam’s GONE
Brilliant signing this one. Forza CITY. Allam’s GONE.
Red card or not what followed after was a ****show. Watch your back Liam.. End of chat. Allam’s GONE.
Much needed win last night.. Best join the queue now to get into Hillsborough… Massive we are… Forza CITY Allam’s GONE.
Our lack of squad depth exposed again.. January window cannot come quick enough.. End of chat. Allam’s GONE.
Comfortable polished win. Barely half way yet ..anything can still happen. Forza CITY. Allam’s GONE.
Currently watching the local chavs experiencing withdrawal… ****ing love beating these ****s.. Oh ye of little faith… Forza CITY. Forza CITY.
Another dour pilgrimage to DQPR. Slow, stuttering nervy performance typified by that f’kup at the far end.. I’ll leave the reasons why to you...
Oh dear.. As the Blunts fans sang at Burnley.. “ How **** must you be..you’ve only scored five” Allam’s GONE