We're fucked man, too many numpties happy just for us to be a conveyor belt. The regime bollocked on about stability, sadly this is only in relation to fucking Pardew. In doing so there is no stability on the playing side, we are a volatile powder keg just waiting to explode and I, for one, hope we go up spectacularly just so the fat ****, the smarmy **** and the whole sorry lot of them reap what they have sown.
We are a joke of a club, ran by idiots, supported by the biggest bunch of mentally subnormal organisms on the planet. We're nothing short of a disgrace and I hate it all, I'd rather it burned down to the ground than be desecrated any further.
It may be good business to sell Debuchy for an extortionate amount of money but the crux of the argument again falls back to there is no progress or building to be had. There are just false promises and a hope that the trick can be pulled ad infinitum.
Burn down to the ground and cease to be is infinitely better than being the snivelling wretch of a club we are now. All in all the club isn't as important as some fans would lead you to believe, they say they live and breath the club when in truth they are strangling the life out of it by feeding the cancer. Well I hope they enjoy the shite that they are complicit in creating. Bunch of gutless wankers!