I'll never forget that alcoholic, fucking dirty caravan dwelling gypo rag wannabe bastard Frank Worthington (co commentator/summariser doing the match) refusing point blank to give City any credit at all for having scored 10 goals. His assertion was that City weren't good, it was Huddersfield who were poor.
I know it was a long time ago, but Frank, your daft fucking cowboy hat and your greasy long hair trying to hide a fucking bald spot the ticket tout would be fucking proud of wasn't big and wasn't clever.
Fucking useless no mark. Scored a couple of decent goals in his career, pissed his talent against the wall and has been bitter about it ever since. Fucking horrible, bent nosed, moustachioed, pudgy faced, Yorkshire ****.
I fucking hate Frank Worthington.
Prick.