I just think he commentate differently with us and the proof is in black and white.No one will ever change your mind, so it’s pointless trying.
The whole of society is becoming a pantomime. Laugh or boo. There’s no in between.
Fair enough. I don’t let him get to me. I’m sorry he works you up. I can zone out of listening to him.I just think he commentate differently with us and the proof is in black and white.
Apart from the Aguerooooooooo when have you heard him get excited about any of our goals? And important goals too!
He has an orgasm if Salah has a shot or Ronaldo touches the ball. It's not paranoia, it's not being bitter, it's the truth.
The two aren't mutually exclusive. Of course I don't condone the actions of that moron (though I wouldn't term it a 'mistake' on his part). He brought shame on our club and, if identified, should receive an indefinite ban. However, it doesn't alter the fact that it was a 'mistake' to invite Tyler.The mistake was made by the lout who threw the pint. Maybe the "disconnect" is between those who care more about their own feelings than the reputation of our club.
Throw a pint at him
It’s the truth. Though it doesn’t justify booing him or throwing beer(if that happened) when he’s a guest of the clubI just think he commentate differently with us and the proof is in black and white.
Apart from the Aguerooooooooo when have you heard him get excited about any of our goals? And important goals too!
He has an orgasm if Salah has a shot or Ronaldo touches the ball. It's not paranoia, it's not being bitter, it's the truth.
Not it doesn't you're correct but surely he didn't think he'd get a hero's welcome.It’s the truth. Though it doesn’t justify booing him or throwing beer(if that happened) when he’s a guest of the club
Completely agree, football has changed beyond belief and by no means for the betterIn a lot of ways it has improved things and aspects of it are good, but it's a sideshow. Football was always a form of escapism, the working man's game. People grafted all week and on Saturday went to the football. For 90 minutes they could escape the wife, the kids, the stresses and constraints of life and let off steam by shouting, singing and cursing. At times it was a bit naughty but you felt alive and free. Now it's all barriers, scanners, go here, move there, don't swear, don't stand up, don't fart, don't sing ( for some) The problem was the death of the terraces. If you wanted it a bit safer and polite you sat in the seats. If you wanted it more earthy and boisterous you stood on the Kippax. Everyone knew the score, job done.
Goose Island Hazy IPA.7 Brothers, £5.50 a can, like at the Etihad?
It seems like a naive decision on the part of the club to invite him.Not it doesn't you're correct but surely he didn't think he'd get a hero's welcome.
I have started putting games with him and the two red mardarses on mute if I'm watching at home, job done.Fair enough. I don’t let him get to me. I’m sorry he works you up. I can zone out of listening to him.