Marco Polo
Vital Football Hero
This club has changed. Fucking disgrace they have that charlatan on our pitch.
Cloughie would be ashamed
Cloughie would be ashamed
PM at the city ground
- Thread starter Marco Polo
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That reminds me chap, how is Belouis Some these days?
radfordinlondon
Vital Football Legend
hope the **** wiped his feet cos he was derby before that.
weejockmcplop
Vital Champions League
Its ok there's a couple of people with their tongues at the ready.
Did he get sent off chap?
No but the smallest kid on the pitch ghosted past our first team to score a free header. Classic Forest.
Marco Polo
Vital Football Hero
Am I guess that was why rishi was there
Embarrassing
Embarrassing
TMFwanstead
Vital Reserves Team
I hope someone asked him to have a word with the culture Secretary to sort out the PSR crap!
That’s racist. And calling Rishi an envelope is stationary.
Barry Goldie
Vital Squad Member
Not sure you will get any movement on this one
pebble
Vital Football Hero
Politicians on the pitch just seems wrong.
The only time a game felt political was when I watched a match while tripping, back in the 1970s (must have been a couple of years Before Brian Clough).
Forest v Boro, who were miles ahead at the top of the second division. Windy day, both keepers' goal kicks were blown into touch. There was a red-faced guy nearby who kept bellowing, and I had visions of football stadiums as internment camps (which had just happened in Chile as Allende was overthrown).
A glorious win over the league leaders and a glorious sunset over the embankment as we left the ground. I turned to my mate (who was perfectly sober) and said "4-1!"
He reminded me it was actually 5-1.
Those were the days.
The only time a game felt political was when I watched a match while tripping, back in the 1970s (must have been a couple of years Before Brian Clough).
Forest v Boro, who were miles ahead at the top of the second division. Windy day, both keepers' goal kicks were blown into touch. There was a red-faced guy nearby who kept bellowing, and I had visions of football stadiums as internment camps (which had just happened in Chile as Allende was overthrown).
A glorious win over the league leaders and a glorious sunset over the embankment as we left the ground. I turned to my mate (who was perfectly sober) and said "4-1!"
He reminded me it was actually 5-1.
Those were the days.
mao tse tung
Vital Champions League
I remember that game, John Winfield scored a blinding goal
