Post by merse on May 21, 2009 3:39:15 GMT
So who was the "Phillps" who was playing in that nice new "Wembley Kit" for Cambridge United on Sunday?
Poor old "One Iyed Lee" had some sort of a bummer really and that mispelt example of their inferior preparation and focus won't be much of a souvenir to show the grand kids in years to come will it old son? ;D
...................and who was the idiot who yelled out "Welcome to Cambridge United and Torquay United" on the PA as a preclude to precisely.........................nothing ~ no appearance of the players certainly, but causing the Cambridge fans to discharge their impressive amounts of yellow confetti into the air so prematurely that not one of their players saw it?
Maybe that "premature ejaculation" of passion from the Amber Army was an apt foreboding of the team then shooting their load in the first 25 minutes of the game and having nothing left in their armoury with which to fight back once we had taken the lead.
...................and finally, who WAS the day tripping pillock who traipsed back into block 121 FIFTEEN minutes into the second half and proceeded to stand in the aisle consuming his mortgage busting "Wembley Pizza" blissfully unaware of the growing crescendo of "siddan you bleddy fool" from those who's view he was blocking (well MINEfor one!) ~ then to cap it all it became apparent he had been waiting for his stupid missus who FIVE minutes later came tripping in with her bucket sized "Wembley Coffee" ..................oh how I wished the silly old mare a sprightly trip down the "Wembley Steps" and a visit to the "Wembley First Aid Room"
I know these once in a lifetime Gulls come in useful as seat fillers and gate money fodder, but really they add nothing to the cause and that's why I hate Wembley because it seems that whatever the occasion those types who spend more on troughing junk food down their gullets than I do on a normal match ticket always make up fifty per cent of the attendance.
Give me a steaming Bovril, a pasty and a half time yarn with a dedicated local at grubby old Kett'rin' any day!
Poor old "One Iyed Lee" had some sort of a bummer really and that mispelt example of their inferior preparation and focus won't be much of a souvenir to show the grand kids in years to come will it old son? ;D
...................and who was the idiot who yelled out "Welcome to Cambridge United and Torquay United" on the PA as a preclude to precisely.........................nothing ~ no appearance of the players certainly, but causing the Cambridge fans to discharge their impressive amounts of yellow confetti into the air so prematurely that not one of their players saw it?
Maybe that "premature ejaculation" of passion from the Amber Army was an apt foreboding of the team then shooting their load in the first 25 minutes of the game and having nothing left in their armoury with which to fight back once we had taken the lead.
...................and finally, who WAS the day tripping pillock who traipsed back into block 121 FIFTEEN minutes into the second half and proceeded to stand in the aisle consuming his mortgage busting "Wembley Pizza" blissfully unaware of the growing crescendo of "siddan you bleddy fool" from those who's view he was blocking (well MINEfor one!) ~ then to cap it all it became apparent he had been waiting for his stupid missus who FIVE minutes later came tripping in with her bucket sized "Wembley Coffee" ..................oh how I wished the silly old mare a sprightly trip down the "Wembley Steps" and a visit to the "Wembley First Aid Room"
I know these once in a lifetime Gulls come in useful as seat fillers and gate money fodder, but really they add nothing to the cause and that's why I hate Wembley because it seems that whatever the occasion those types who spend more on troughing junk food down their gullets than I do on a normal match ticket always make up fifty per cent of the attendance.
Give me a steaming Bovril, a pasty and a half time yarn with a dedicated local at grubby old Kett'rin' any day!