Oh,the irony is not wasted on me. They screw penalty after penalty out of compliant refs and the Scarlet clad's saviour, VAR, and when they are gifted via the black 'n white transparent rules of the competition - an unlimited number of pens - for which they do not need to exercise any gymnastic ability in the granting thereof, they are found wanting. We all live in a yellow submarine . . . . . . . . !
But what I do relish are two articles in the DT earlier in the week: first, Ollie suggesting that players come to The Swamp to win trophies, and second, they were dedicating the win to Our Matt. All uttered prior to kick off. It typifies the Rags: they describe to the world what is gonna happen prior to the opposite generally happening. If Ollie came knocking on the door of Ewing Towers selling me some magical lottery numbers for the next draw . . . . . . . . .