Johnny Mars Bar
Well-Known Member
They must think we're all thick. We go to matches to freeze our bollocks off, piss wet through for two hours. Not to see another plastic rag **** miming their songs at half time.
The last time I actually hung about in the stands at half time there was some sort of ‘who’s the shittest dad’ competition where a bunch of blokes had to run up and down the pitch and make a twat of themselves in front of their kids.
I’d rather queue up in a futile attempt to get a balti pie and a pint of bleach now.