Valleyblade
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I just contemplated the prospect of an all Sheffield championship play off final.
I feel physically sick.
Needed to share....
I feel physically sick.
Needed to share....
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Can you imagine though?
Trips to wemeberley have not been good on the whole.
The best one was when we lost 5-2
Says it all.
We laugh at ourselves and we certainly are shit there but no one will come close to what our fans did when that goal went in for Hull against us, that was a moment to behold from the greatest fans on earth.Wemerbely, wemerbely, we're the famous shefererunited and we're shit at wemeberley.
I've contemplated that we will never go to a play off final again.I just contemplated the prospect of an all Sheffield championship play off final.
I feel physically sick.
Needed to share....
They want to pay Co-op up first , before they start spending money on digging TunnelsA 170 mile tunnel.
Pigs. Start fuckin' diggin' now.
It's an old one, but made me laugh again, so........
ATTENTION: A friend of mine has two tickets for this years Play off Final, both in a box with executive seats. He paid £2,500 each but he didn't realize last year when he bought them, it was going to be on the same day as his wedding.
If you are interested, he is looking for someone to take his place... ...
.....it's at St Mary's Church, near Bramall Lane at 3pm.
The bride's name is Nicola. She's 5'4", about 115 lbs, good cook too.....
She'll be the one in the white dress.
I just contemplated the prospect of an all Sheffield championship play off final.
I feel physically sick.
Needed to share....
Was this her?I'm sure I've shared this before (true story). Around 1967 the Blades played the pigs at Bramall Lane. I knew this family who were all Wednesdayites and were as thick as pig shit and common as fuck. Anyway, one of the 'daughters' arranged to get married on the day of the match and - being the attention-seeking slag she was - attend the match straight after the ceremony (which I think was at St. Mary's). It was on MoTD and, sure enough, the cameras picked her out, sat in the BLUT dressed - laughably - in traditional white, veil and all that shit.
I say 'laughably' because the term 'second-hand dartboard' could safely be used to describe this bird. At the ceremony, the groom exchanged vows. The bride exchanged bodily fluids...
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