The stick we get

[NPBlue]

Jealousy.

It is a strange thing, jealousy.

An American will walk down the road, pass an Aston Martin, and say to himself, 'One day, I would like to own and drive one of those magnificent cars'.

A Brit will walk by the same car, and say 'The stuck up little twat, who does he think he is' and run his keys down the bodywork.

It's the same thing with City.

I'm still the same fan who went to York, Gillingham, but now, I'm a glory hunting tosser.

I'm not any different, but I am perceived differently.

I suppose we will just have to get used to it.

 

[Whitworth warrior]

My Dad hates the fact I went over,He's never forgiven his brother in law for that.
But I'm from Manchester/Trafford now and a lot of my mates support you lot, I'm never nasty, I'm here for a bit of banter.

The way it should be all is love in war and peace and all that shite. Many people mainly friends some family tried turning me as a kid to the red side but I stuck with my dad on the blue side and have never regreted a single moment.

Pride, it's a great thing, I love the fact that Football fans all over the world have pride in their clubs, from School teams to the top flight clubs, if that ever changed, it would be the end of Football as we know it.

 

[Tricky Dickys Right Foot Shot]

The way it should be all is love in war and peace and all that shite. Many people mainly friends some family tried turning me as a kid to the red side but I stuck with my dad on the blue side and have never regreted a single moment.

Pride, it's a great thing, I love the fact that Football fans all over the world have pride in their clubs, from School teams to the top flight clubs, if that ever changed, it would be the end of Football as we know it.

its pretty much all that football has these days.

 

[borassic]

Best thread on here for some time, loved it.

 

[1_barry_conlon]

The way it should be all is love in war and peace and all that shite. Many people mainly friends some family tried turning me as a kid to the red side but I stuck with my dad on the blue side and have never regreted a single moment.

Pride, it's a great thing, I love the fact that Football fans all over the world have pride in their clubs, from School teams to the top flight clubs, if that ever changed, it would be the end of Football as we know it.

With you on that one WW. My circs are the same but t'other way round to your goodself. I'm the only one who's seen the light in a family of reds! :-)

You don't go in the Sally by any chance do you?

 

[Mr Ed (The Stables)]

A guy wins the lottery and decides to design and build his dream house.
To be honest 'house' doesnt even begin to cover it. We're talking a huge f***-off mansion. An awe-inspiring building. A work of art.

He hires the best builders he can find and a classy Italian arcitect and work begins.

The neighbours gripe and grumble. They scowl enviously as they pass.

The foundations are laid followed soon after by the bricks and mortar. The roof is put on.

In time the very best fabrics, glass, and marble will be delivered. From all corners of the world.

But right now its essentially a shell. A work in progress.

And the neighbours......bizarrely their envy turns to scorn.

'Look at your house!' they explain in glee, 'Its just an expensive shell!'

The guy is nonplussed. He lights a Cuban cigar and tilts his face upwards to the glinting sun.
Because he has seen the finished plans. And they are breath-taking.

He knows his history. Rome wasnt built in a day. It takes time and patience to construct something as wondrous as this.

He peers down the sumptious driveway and beyond the electronic gates and the jealous neighbours who stand and mock.
Across the road he sees a fine house....but he knows its mortgaged to the hilt.
Down the street he spies a man in an Everton shirt, dancing on his lawn......right beside a decrepid 'For Sale' sign thats been there for many years.

The guy smiles easily and looks forward to a glorious summer.

Thank you for cheering me up!!

 

[Chrisdunk]

Great thread but how many of us were calling Chelsea a plastic club when Abramovich took over them?

I was definitely one of those people, it's all abit hypocritical don't you think? I still see "Chelski" being posted on here & it's pretty cringeworthy

 

[south west blue]

i am now going to work feeling alot better after reading that thank you. the future is ours

 

[mcmanus]

A guy wins the lottery and decides to design and build his dream house.
To be honest 'house' doesnt even begin to cover it. We're talking a huge f***-off mansion. An awe-inspiring building. A work of art.

He hires the best builders he can find and a classy Italian arcitect and work begins.

The neighbours gripe and grumble. They scowl enviously as they pass.

The foundations are laid followed soon after by the bricks and mortar. The roof is put on.

In time the very best fabrics, glass, and marble will be delivered. From all corners of the world.

But right now its essentially a shell. A work in progress.

And the neighbours......bizarrely their envy turns to scorn.

'Look at your house!' they explain in glee, 'Its just an expensive shell!'

The guy is nonplussed. He lights a Cuban cigar and tilts his face upwards to the glinting sun.
Because he has seen the finished plans. And they are breath-taking.

He knows his history. Rome wasnt built in a day. It takes time and patience to construct something as wondrous as this.

He peers down the sumptious driveway and beyond the electronic gates and the jealous neighbours who stand and mock.
Across the road he sees a fine house....but he knows its mortgaged to the hilt.
Down the street he spies a man in an Everton shirt, dancing on his lawn......right beside a decrepid 'For Sale' sign thats been there for many years.

The guy smiles easily and looks forward to a glorious summer.

poetry

 

[Ricster]

A guy wins the lottery and decides to design and build his dream house.
To be honest 'house' doesnt even begin to cover it. We're talking a huge f***-off mansion. An awe-inspiring building. A work of art.

He hires the best builders he can find and a classy Italian arcitect and work begins.

The neighbours gripe and grumble. They scowl enviously as they pass.

The foundations are laid followed soon after by the bricks and mortar. The roof is put on.

In time the very best fabrics, glass, and marble will be delivered. From all corners of the world.

But right now its essentially a shell. A work in progress.

And the neighbours......bizarrely their envy turns to scorn.

'Look at your house!' they explain in glee, 'Its just an expensive shell!'

The guy is nonplussed. He lights a Cuban cigar and tilts his face upwards to the glinting sun.
Because he has seen the finished plans. And they are breath-taking.

He knows his history. Rome wasnt built in a day. It takes time and patience to construct something as wondrous as this.

He peers down the sumptious driveway and beyond the electronic gates and the jealous neighbours who stand and mock.
Across the road he sees a fine house....but he knows its mortgaged to the hilt.
Down the street he spies a man in an Everton shirt, dancing on his lawn......right beside a decrepid 'For Sale' sign thats been there for many years.

The guy smiles easily and looks forward to a glorious summer.

Was the man Robert Langdon?