stony said:
redissue said:
easy enough. So tell me then, Our excuse for not having more at our parade was because it was 10am and pissing down.
Your excuses on this very forum for not selling out games have been the following "People go to church on Sundays" "Kids can't go to night games cause of school" "Transport is terrible during rush hour"
Again, I somehow feel that every city poster on this forum is actually a red on a wind up
I've been coming on here for nearly ten years and no one has ever used that as an excuse, you're just lying which is typical for a rag.
Your parade was on a bank holiday so everyone could have gone you bitter prick.
I notice you failed to answer any of my questions so here's another.
Where are you from ? I bet it isn't Manchester.
You're a typical sky rag. A liar who isn't from Manchester
To Red Issue. You are a fucking joke. You call us liars yet your club lied about the attandaces of every match, except the night we fucking ripped you a new arse'ole.
Just to add to Stony's comments:
What does it feel like to sing "Aberfan" to Cardiff fans in the 70s mocking dead children?
What does it feel like singing about Leeds fans being murdered?
What does it feel like to sing about innocent Liverpool fans being crushed to death at Hillsboro?
What does it feel like to break the minutes silence for Hillsboro?
What does it feel like to have your own fans doing 'aeroplane' gestures to away fans to goad them into singing "Munich" songs, so you can be faux-offended?
What does it feel like to be beaten in your 50th milketh of your aircrash by City?
What does it feel like to follow a club who sold your tragedy to a sponsor?
What does it feel like to have City rip the piss out of you, by winning the title in the last kick?
What does it feel like hearing Sunderland fans singing "Bluemoon?
What does it feel like being a fucking deluded, graceless, ignorant, arrogant fuckwit?
Now fuck off back to Red Issue and tell all your mates how you took the piss out of City on their manor and you were too clever for all them thick citeh bitters. YOU LYING RAG C*NT.