HahahaIf there's a cure for this, I don't want it.
HahahaIf there's a cure for this, I don't want it.
The vino tastes like vimto hahaSame haha
Your work here is done buddy. Hats off.My 8 year old grandson face timed me after the Arsenal game - in his City kit from his City bedroom - he loves City - he calls Utd - them, he calls Leeds - Dirty Leeds - he thinks Dave is actually called The Great David Silva - my work is nearly done!! Happy days blues - enjoy
Tell me about it!The vino tastes like vimto haha
It's funny, I feel the nervousness and "typical City" thoughts for the days leading up to games, thinking key players are injured that no one has mentioned, making sure I do everything the same as the last win - " for fucks sake was the toothpaste supposed to be brand side up?" "I can't bloody remember". Can't even properly prepare for an interview at work whist worrying about them overloading at the far post from corners.I have never ever been so calm in such a crucial run in as I have been over the last few weeks. Normally I'm a nervous wreck!
I've serious faith in Pep and the players, They have such confidence, Week in week out they are at it dominating games, It's crazy what they are doing.
I was sat watching the game today and it felt inevitable that we would win.
We are spoiled watching this football. Everyone just enjoy the last few weeks as much as possible, We are witnessing greatness and we should all be very confident that we can win all three trophies this season.
Tiger feet per chance?Do you remember the school disco, a girl actually agreed to dance with you and you touched her bum......
The record went on for 3 and a half minutes and you thought should I kiss her.....
That's how I feel.
Oh by the way, it was not, I repeat not Sugar Baby Love by the Rubettes. Honest
Tiger Feet by Mud?Do you remember the school disco, a girl actually agreed to dance with you and you touched her bum......
The record went on for 3 and a half minutes and you thought should I kiss her.....
That's how I feel.
Oh by the way, it was not, I repeat not Sugar Baby Love by the Rubettes. Honest