sick of hearing that the championship is like a rollercoaster! can anyone think of a better analogy/metaphor? The championship is like a badger farting into a pan...or something
The championship is like swallowing a gram of speed. The championship is like my cock in a strip bar.
The Championship is like a night with the French Tickler - maddening, embarrassingly bad and yet strangely enjoyable
It's more like a formula one race. Too many Pit stops and unmanageable variables and the only result that matters is where you finish at the end.
It's like the ups and downs of Nigel Pearson's love life. Apparently he's gone from brandishing the whip in thigh boots, fishnets and a studded corsett, to just the gimp mask and nipple clamps.... (allegedly)
The championship is like a pair of whores knickers.......up and down several times a day..........and often found between spring bank and anlaby road