MADCHESTER CITY
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Spent last night racking up a £22 bill for the thousands of 6-1 texts I sent to my United '''FAN''' friends, none of witch have ever been to OT (obviously)
What has been the response from the 'decent' rags?
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M18CTID
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Held off posting on this as I'm still waiting for a mate to show his face to see what he had to say about it.
The two that I did manage to track down after getting back from the match were magnanimous enough - one surprisingly so. He's been getting increasingly wound up this past year or so and he's sparked off a few heated discussions down the pub. However, he held his hands up and admitted they were outclassed while also saying that it should serve as a wake up call to their club that the hindrance of the debt might be finally impacting on the quality of their squad.
The one that still hasn't got back to me isn't doing himself any favours. We all have an unwritten rule that we should show our face in the pub following a derby regardless of the score. He's normally true to his word but he didn't respond to my text after the game and my sources tell me he did make a low-key appearance last Monday afternoon, coming in through the side door with his other half while knowing most of us weren't going to be in there. Anyway, I texted him again today and told him that in no way constitutes him facing the music and still there's been no response. He can't hide forever and is going to Bratislava next week with 3 other mates who are all blues so he could be in for a tough time. One in particular will tear him to shreds!
The two that I did manage to track down after getting back from the match were magnanimous enough - one surprisingly so. He's been getting increasingly wound up this past year or so and he's sparked off a few heated discussions down the pub. However, he held his hands up and admitted they were outclassed while also saying that it should serve as a wake up call to their club that the hindrance of the debt might be finally impacting on the quality of their squad.
The one that still hasn't got back to me isn't doing himself any favours. We all have an unwritten rule that we should show our face in the pub following a derby regardless of the score. He's normally true to his word but he didn't respond to my text after the game and my sources tell me he did make a low-key appearance last Monday afternoon, coming in through the side door with his other half while knowing most of us weren't going to be in there. Anyway, I texted him again today and told him that in no way constitutes him facing the music and still there's been no response. He can't hide forever and is going to Bratislava next week with 3 other mates who are all blues so he could be in for a tough time. One in particular will tear him to shreds!
WaltonBlue
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Best thing said to me "payback time, enjoy"
My brother told me that he happened to be in a bar where a bunch of rags were discussing the derby. All the usual excuses weregetting an airing until one of them said: " To be fair, it was a textbook example of how to 11 men should play against 10."
Now, here's a quick test for you: did they tell him
a) F**k off!
or
b) Actually, you have a point there.
Answer (c) they ignored him and just carried on whining.
Now, here's a quick test for you: did they tell him
a) F**k off!
or
b) Actually, you have a point there.
Answer (c) they ignored him and just carried on whining.
gordondaviesmoustache
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My dad, a season ticket holder at utd for 50 years, who is pretty unforthcoming with praise when it comes to City to say the least, said that City played well and deserved to win.
He also spent the whole of the car journey back from OT blaming it on the ref and Ferdinand.
But if you knew my dad you would know that that's about as good as it's going to get when it comes to acknowledging that we're the kings of the jungle now.
Oh how I'm going to enjoy the next few years.
He also spent the whole of the car journey back from OT blaming it on the ref and Ferdinand.
But if you knew my dad you would know that that's about as good as it's going to get when it comes to acknowledging that we're the kings of the jungle now.
Oh how I'm going to enjoy the next few years.
I have a Rag mate (never goes to game but guaranteed to post to FB - not arrogant blah blah blah whenever they have a good victory)... anyway not heard or seen from him since 6-1 and his son came around trick or treating tonight... I handed out the sweets and said you take any number between 1 and 6 (making sure his Dad heard)... he went in a huff and wouldn't speak to me - QUALITY ! Not arrogant just bitter
mindmyp's_n_q's
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If there had been Fergie time it would have been 10.
Joga Bonito
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Haven't met any, though I've had just as much fun rubbing it in to the cnuts :P
stonerblue
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I have two proper red mates. One i watched the derby with but he sloped off at 3-0 and only surfaced a week later with his tail well and truly between his legs.
The other one, who i have a pic of stood behind the goal almost bawling after the 4th or 5th, has yet to show his face.
Another red i know who is a right plastic gobshite was twatted within 30 seconds of walking into the pub on derby day.
I like the old 'we've not played anyone decent yet' line when said to a rag.
Still smiling.
The other one, who i have a pic of stood behind the goal almost bawling after the 4th or 5th, has yet to show his face.
Another red i know who is a right plastic gobshite was twatted within 30 seconds of walking into the pub on derby day.
I like the old 'we've not played anyone decent yet' line when said to a rag.
Still smiling.
Story of Rags spitting cake!
Picture the scene... another day in the office, but no ordinary day, it's my birthday! But no fucker has remembered. The place is a mix of Blues (just me), Rags (mainly from London & Ireland) and a Red Bin-Dipper (70's glory hunter). You could say it's Dirty Rag infested. Occasionally the birthday boy/girl will buy cakes for the staff (should be the other way round surely?). Anyway, lunchtime arrives so I pop out and return with a sandwich for myself and cakes for the crew.
"The cake is on me!" I exclaim as I produced the box of delights.
Barely have I finished my sentence and the pack descend on the boxed assortments in search of their favourite (Vanilla Slice seems popular, as is the Apple Danish).
"errrrr...... happy birthday, lovely cake!" they cry whilst chomping on cream, fruit and pastry.
"Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy, especially the Swamp Dwellers among us".
"The cake you eat is a celebration of the recent annihilation, not my birthday, suckers!".
"Eh!?", then it dawned on them. The Rags had fallen into my trap. In their haste to savour the delights of my box (ooooh eeeer missus!) they had failed to read the message written on it. And so the Dirty Rags had therefore embraced its sentiment! The message simply read...
Cue some spitting! Happy days.
Picture the scene... another day in the office, but no ordinary day, it's my birthday! But no fucker has remembered. The place is a mix of Blues (just me), Rags (mainly from London & Ireland) and a Red Bin-Dipper (70's glory hunter). You could say it's Dirty Rag infested. Occasionally the birthday boy/girl will buy cakes for the staff (should be the other way round surely?). Anyway, lunchtime arrives so I pop out and return with a sandwich for myself and cakes for the crew.
"The cake is on me!" I exclaim as I produced the box of delights.
Barely have I finished my sentence and the pack descend on the boxed assortments in search of their favourite (Vanilla Slice seems popular, as is the Apple Danish).
"errrrr...... happy birthday, lovely cake!" they cry whilst chomping on cream, fruit and pastry.
"Thanks, I'm glad you enjoy, especially the Swamp Dwellers among us".
"The cake you eat is a celebration of the recent annihilation, not my birthday, suckers!".
"Eh!?", then it dawned on them. The Rags had fallen into my trap. In their haste to savour the delights of my box (ooooh eeeer missus!) they had failed to read the message written on it. And so the Dirty Rags had therefore embraced its sentiment! The message simply read...
Cue some spitting! Happy days.