Proud son moment, bottom right is my dad. ❤️😍 amazed by the interview too, my dad not known for his restraint managed to not swear once. 🤣 and I’m going to keep sharing this too. Join the runvember revolution if you want, it’s fun. 🥲

My eldest child turned 9 today. The passage of life and growing up seems to quicken with each year, I remember like yesterday that moment when the midwife put him in my arms for the first time. I was petrified I’d drop him. I was besotted then and still am now. Cherish it. 🥰❤️😢

This guy won’t last a year, he’ll follow the same way Watkins, Huntley and others. Scum.

I recall a certain team how wore red were found guilty of payments to players and we didn’t get a fine, we got two relegated twice for it. Consistency? Pah.

That’s a “journalist” determined to make it all about himself. This shit has been happening on sky for years starting with Geoff Shreeves. Charlatans. Fair play to Tudor for not punching the twat in the face.

Happy March 15th. A day never to be forgotten in the history of our club @Official_STFC. True legends were made and now remembered.

Is dyer auditioning to play Kim Jong Un?

State of Liam Rosenoir

And that football terrorist Arteta can fuck off too.

Fuck off Rosenior. You are out of your depth. Absolutely honking performance, again. Fuck. Off.

Liam Delap is fucking useless. Just utterly shite. Fuck him off asap.

That cucurella is an awful cunt of a player.

This Newcastle team are able to defend the box and consequently their goal because this Chelsea attack are about as penetrative as a limp dick in a brothel. Absolutely useless.

Ref giving a free kick because fofana did an overhead kick? Fuck sake.

We’ll draw 0-0 on Tuesday night, you watch.

It’s all over for Swindon. Autos out of reach, play offs we don’t have any momentum or form to better those around us. Well and truly shat the bed. Another season in league two and I’m not sure what happens next tbh. Staring into the abyss.

Shambles. Ah well. On the plus side, instead of spending 30 quid to watch us fuck up another of my weekends, I’ve spent 30 quid getting the car cleaned. Much more satisfying.

I love me some chocolate cake. Come on town. Get ya arses into gear and fucking do em.

Doesn’t matter if we’re playing well, we find ourselves 1-0 down against the form team of the division. If we win from here I’ll eat a metaphorical hat. (Said hat is a homemade chocolate birthday cake)

I have a six year old who hasn’t slept through the night in about 4 years. The idea of call in sick if I’ve not slept would mean I’d never go in. Grow up.

One of Two things will happen today for the town. 1. We will start playing proper passing, fluid football with energy and commitment that will see us win. 2. We will stick with the useless and ineffective long ball tactic, and lose. More than likely be 2-0 down by halftime.