Poor you. Hope the pain is not too bad and that you get to see the game with some pals x
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Pathetic plastic scum.Many empty seats in chavland for their semi I see.
Obviously different stewards to the useless bastards at Tottenham there then.
As long as you don’t report me to the proper proper fan stasi. Fucking plum.
It’s finally soaking into my head after a tremendous night for all of our players and fans. I just want to thank all of our players who made this possible and special shoutout to Kane for carrying us through early stages, Sonny for ManCity/Dortmund and Lucas for getting us to the final. Every players made impact in the field and stepped up when we needed it. I was especially impressed by the display of Eriksen, Rose, Jan, Toby, Sissoko and Lloris. That 96min goal was a moment to remember for lifetime. And of course Poch is just magic.
Thanks. I was in pain but off the painkillers now and more discomfort. Still cannot fully use left arm following broken collar bone but whilst could not risk a lively pub especially with goal celebrations but no problem watching matches at home.
My poor mum fractured her shoulder last year but because she didn't do her exercises she still hasn't got full mobility. So make sure you do what you need to do to get back to normal. Take care x
Quit flirting, Mrs. P.
I'm under enough pressure here...
My experience of this crazy world that is THFC right now was a touch surreal
I had to fly London to Spain right bang in the middle of the game ...... I’d like to add I really had no choice .
So I’m streaming the match right up until the plane takes me off the grid
And we are 2-0 down and the whole plane must’ve been full of Jasón cuntys.... whole poxy plane was revelling in our dire circumstance.
I bit my tongue ... what did I have to offer ... fuck all . So as the strongest intoxicator one can purchase on the plane was brandy ... I ordered 4. To one can of coke... I’m no thug!
That was the longest 2hr London to Spain flight I’ve ever boarded
4 more brandies saw the other hour through and I’m desperate to pick some coverage .
Then some particular cundys start roaring we’d been done 3-1. We managed a goal apparently.
Now on my phone I get a message from the gf ... is that the news you were hoping for ?
Now I’m like what the fuck is she on about because above it is an image that won’t download.
As the plane approaches to land this image piece by piece begins to reveal itself .... and there it is in all its majesty .
Moura being proclaimed the hero one of Spurs’ finest victory comebacks.
Now before I set my stool out I needed to clarify the brandy is not messing with this information... because both barrels are being prepared
When I’m sure I stand up ... contravening airplane seat belt rules .... and started with ‘have that the lot of ya ‘ ‘yidarmy’ ‘yids’ and then oddly, was moved to a chorus of glory glory .... it was the pride pumping through me I realise now.
Not a peep . My club had in the most glorious fashion given me full mandate to shut those pricks right up .... and I used it .
Then the next emotion swept up on me and I had to sit back down ... almost like a fragility had overcome me as my mind tried to comprehend the enormity of what had just transpired .
I put my head on the shoulder of this more elderly gentlemen and said to him ‘we done it’ ... ‘it’s happened , we did it ‘
He said to me ‘ I’ve not got a single clue what they did for you , but it seems whatever they did , it’something special ‘
I agreed with him by managing a simple nod
I won’t be forgetting that flight just like none of us will forget where each of us were when that whistle blew
And on the upside I’m gonna stay in Spain where I shall be catching a nice cheap comfortable train into Madrid come Champions League Final Day
COYS
I had to fly London to Spain right bang in the middle of the game ...... I’d like to add I really had no choice .
So I’m streaming the match right up until the plane takes me off the grid
And we are 2-0 down and the whole plane must’ve been full of Jasón cuntys.... whole poxy plane was revelling in our dire circumstance.
I bit my tongue ... what did I have to offer ... fuck all . So as the strongest intoxicator one can purchase on the plane was brandy ... I ordered 4. To one can of coke... I’m no thug!
That was the longest 2hr London to Spain flight I’ve ever boarded
4 more brandies saw the other hour through and I’m desperate to pick some coverage .
Then some particular cundys start roaring we’d been done 3-1. We managed a goal apparently.
Now on my phone I get a message from the gf ... is that the news you were hoping for ?
Now I’m like what the fuck is she on about because above it is an image that won’t download.
As the plane approaches to land this image piece by piece begins to reveal itself .... and there it is in all its majesty .
Moura being proclaimed the hero one of Spurs’ finest victory comebacks.
Now before I set my stool out I needed to clarify the brandy is not messing with this information... because both barrels are being prepared
When I’m sure I stand up ... contravening airplane seat belt rules .... and started with ‘have that the lot of ya ‘ ‘yidarmy’ ‘yids’ and then oddly, was moved to a chorus of glory glory .... it was the pride pumping through me I realise now.
Not a peep . My club had in the most glorious fashion given me full mandate to shut those pricks right up .... and I used it .
Then the next emotion swept up on me and I had to sit back down ... almost like a fragility had overcome me as my mind tried to comprehend the enormity of what had just transpired .
I put my head on the shoulder of this more elderly gentlemen and said to him ‘we done it’ ... ‘it’s happened , we did it ‘
He said to me ‘ I’ve not got a single clue what they did for you , but it seems whatever they did , it’something special ‘
I agreed with him by managing a simple nod
I won’t be forgetting that flight just like none of us will forget where each of us were when that whistle blew
And on the upside I’m gonna stay in Spain where I shall be catching a nice cheap comfortable train into Madrid come Champions League Final Day
COYS
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You're too nice. You're way too nice.
Yes there were, along with some sheep with no opinion or ability to criticise and some super sensitive types that have no sense of humour and think they are always right....buf i suppose it takes all sorts... fuck that dream was even weirder that I thought....
You made yourself look like a horse’s arse - you’re a disgrace.