Metal Biker
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How could you!?On a par with Balotelli's wink at camel.
Sorry if derailing the thread.
How could you!?On a par with Balotelli's wink at camel.
Sorry if derailing the thread.
huh ! that’s what she said ?Is this all going to come to a sticky end?
I also ate a mermaid once , she tasted bit fishyI ate penguin once in South Africa
...not unlike a Club Milk.
Were you investigated by the league?I once played in a Friday night Birthday Party Subbuteo tournament in Hawk Green, Marple and felt a little intimidated by the capacity crowd of Subbuteo spectators, packed into all four Subbuteo stands, plus a mysterious Subbuteo Record providing all manner of football chants.
The host also boasted Subbuteo Match Officials and Dugouts reserved for the Subbuteo Management Team.
I was proud of my 1978 Peru World Cup XI reaching the Semi Final, but disaster soon struck when the host's mum interrupted the gathering with a plate of sandwiches and sausage rolls, and a glass of Tizer, whilst inadvertently crushing my star striker Hector Chumpitaz.
One of the older lads offered me Brian Greenhoff as a replacement, but he could fuck right off. Greenhoff was shite and his England XI had already been knocked out.
It was a magnificent backs-to-the-wall performance with only 10 men, but the cheating host's Austria XI weren't immune from a little controversial "dragging" and a late shot from Herbert Prohaska sadly deflected off Hugo Sotil, and my star goalkeeper "El Loco" Ramon Quiroga could only watch in horror as the ball trickled half a circumference over the goal line.
BASTARD!
No goal line technology????!!!!I once played in a Friday night Birthday Party Subbuteo tournament in Hawk Green, Marple and felt a little intimidated by the capacity crowd of Subbuteo spectators, packed into all four Subbuteo stands, plus a mysterious Subbuteo Record providing all manner of football chants.
The host also boasted Subbuteo Match Officials and Dugouts reserved for the Subbuteo Management Team.
I was proud of my 1978 Peru World Cup XI reaching the Semi Final, but disaster soon struck when the host's mum interrupted the gathering with a plate of sandwiches and sausage rolls, and a glass of Tizer, whilst inadvertently crushing my star striker Hector Chumpitaz.
One of the older lads offered me Brian Greenhoff as a replacement, but he could fuck right off. Greenhoff was shite and his England XI had already been knocked out.
It was a magnificent backs-to-the-wall performance with only 10 men, but the cheating host's Austria XI weren't immune from a little controversial "dragging" and a late shot from Herbert Prohaska sadly deflected off Hugo Sotil, and my star goalkeeper "El Loco" Ramon Quiroga could only watch in horror as the ball trickled half a circumference over the goal line.
BASTARD!
He breaks away and he scores, oh Yaya Toure i think we should pay you some more, pay you some more![adopts Cockney sneer] “£240,000 grand a week….for Ya Ya Toure?!! Jose would never have done that…….”
Etched into my brain. Cunts
I got my first Subbuteo set in the late 50s. It came without a pitch and advised you to mark out and old blanket. I used the sheet from my bed and marked it out with crayon.

I once played in a Friday night Birthday Party Subbuteo tournament in Hawk Green, Marple and felt a little intimidated by the capacity crowd of Subbuteo spectators, packed into all four Subbuteo stands, plus a mysterious Subbuteo Record providing all manner of football chants.
The host also boasted Subbuteo Match Officials and Dugouts reserved for the Subbuteo Management Team.
I was proud of my 1978 Peru World Cup XI reaching the Semi Final, but disaster soon struck when the host's mum interrupted the gathering with a plate of sandwiches and sausage rolls, and a glass of Tizer, whilst inadvertently crushing my star striker Hector Chumpitaz.
One of the older lads offered me Brian Greenhoff as a replacement, but he could fuck right off. Greenhoff was shite and his England XI had already been knocked out.
It was a magnificent backs-to-the-wall performance with only 10 men, but the cheating host's Austria XI weren't immune from a little controversial "dragging" and a late shot from Herbert Prohaska sadly deflected off Hugo Sotil, and my star goalkeeper "El Loco" Ramon Quiroga could only watch in horror as the ball trickled half a circumference over the goal line.
BASTARD!
Unlike the cheating twat of a host, my Peru XI (or X once I'd buried Chumpitaz) were honourable and highly principledWere you investigated by the league?
Or scaletric with a dodgy transformer that cost 3 pound 10Like you no doubt, it was all I wanted for Christmas..(!!)
Name of the game so it can be fiddled.It’s ridiculous that intelligent people cannot write a ruling that is clear particularly when it comes to something as important as contractual law or the law in general.
The fact that the APT panel had to sit again to clear up what they meant to people who are trained to understand does not give me hope.
okI've heard that tomorrow is the day, 9am announcement.....
Just thought I'd get it in before someone else does ;-)
Trouble is the no evidence language is different from a not guilty. So we are still cheats but there was no evidence. So then how are we cheats? Well there is no way we could be better than united or eant more than Liverpool unless we were cheats. Everyone knows itThe worst thing about the "time barring" element is that it was debunked in the Judges' report, which also used the phrase "no evidence" 11 times, but the media wilfully chose to ignore what the Judges said. The "time barring" narrative was apparently pushed out by other PL Club Directors in conversation with journalists. It didn't seem to originate from the UEFA camp. City should have stamped on it. Morons like Carragher are still using it as a mantra. None of these clowns have even bothered to read the published evidence.