mcfcguvnors1
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lmao @ shank ya-bloomin londoner man u fans eh roflLCBblue said:I put my stoods down this huge guys leg, he turned round and said he shank me.
lmao @ shank ya-bloomin londoner man u fans eh roflLCBblue said:I put my stoods down this huge guys leg, he turned round and said he shank me.
simonk said:some softlad once threw a ball of mud at me???
CTID_92 said:We played a team a few years ago and tbh they were rough even their parents tried fighting everyone lol There was this one lad who looked like the crazy frog, we had a corner and as i striker i was moving all over the place trying to lose my marker (him) so he starts trying trip me up so i tell him where to go (yes im being polite :p). So he starts bouncing round and goes to me " dya wanna make this greenstreet, i'll take you all down an alley and i'lll 'av you all!, every single one of ya!". Me and the lads were laughing for sooo long it was that funny, we ended up trouncing them which made it even better.
Its always funny playing teams from what i would call posh areas. We used to play a team from alderly edge and it was hilarious to hear their parents going "come on archibold" and " that's the spirit Norris" and stuff like that. It was even funnier when the kids thought they were hard and would be like " I may come over there in one minute and punch you" hahaha and they'd complain to the ref like " Oh come on referee that isn't the correct decision in these circumstances" lol
BullyElanJo said:I once threw a ball of mud at this really girly looking bloke who tried it on with me....
I think, if I remember correctly, he walked off the pitch crying.
:)
i used to play sat and sun, on saturdays we used to play Heywood St James who had a player called Nobby who had his front teeth missing (like the real Nobby) and he used to growl and roar thinking he was scaring you, it wasn't him was it?Joycee Banercheck said:Gotta love Sunday League. When I played or the school team I tackled some lad and he ended up on top of me as the momentum of the sliding tackle brought us both to the deck. This lad didn't say anthing, he just growled like a lion in my face. He was a bit unstable and known as a bit of a psycho though.
Sunday League and another sliding tackle on some porker resulted in him stamping on my shins. I got to my feet and squared up to the clown and he said if I did anything he'd arrest me. Turns out he was a copper. A fat copper, the best kind.