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Saw something similar on Twitter and was surprised by a lot of answers

Imagine you play for the blades for just one season and you score against the pigs, just once. Would you rather score at home or away? Home all day for me with the kop roaring jump into stand like Billy or something along those lines...
 



Saw something similar on Twitter and was surprised by a lot of answers

Imagine you play for the blades for just one season and you score against the pigs, just once. Would you rather score at home or away? Home all day for me with the kop roaring jump into stand like Billy or something along those lines...
Away, I wanted to be Bobby Davison. Piss wet through and bundling the ball into the back on the net... However, never have i wanted to be Mark Duffy more than when he scored at the sty
 
Home, BL end. Then run down the length of the south stand to the kop with one arm raised, Shearer style.
 



Away. Ball put across the midfield, two feet off the ground. Knee over the ball, standing foot studs planted, arms and body in right place. Hit through the centre, Mullery-style from 25 yards and the pig keeper rooted to the spot as it cannons off the underside of the bar, six inches inside the post and almost rips the net fucking out. All of this at the Penistone Road kop end of the sty, so I can start my running celebration across the back of their goal, saluting their bitter, angry, silent, stupid, chromosone-light 'fans', all bedecked in last season's ridiculous finery. and then down the south side toward the away end, where the Blades fans are signalling their joy at the goal and contempt at the home supporters.

This, being goal one of my hat-trick in a five-nil drubbing.

I have obviously lived this fantasy before on the muddy pitches up at Herdings Park once or twice, usually with the Edwardses, the Fenlons or the Wheatleys (all pigfans) in attendance.

pommpey
 
Away, in front of the blades then do an Adebayor & sprint the length of the pitch sliding on my knees in front of their kop, arms aloft & a MASSIVE fucking grin on my face.

Fuck em.
 
I'd love it to hit me in the face in front of the oinkers kop, not knowing anything about it and it slowly roll and creep over the line in an utterly pathetic fashion.

I'd take the worst goal in the Steel city derby history as long as it was the winner!
 
Away. Hit the ball so hard that is bursts through the net, demolishes the Sty, decapitates that fat cunt Tango, travels back into town, smashes up that shithole The Scholar, goes into Bramall Lane and settles in the net in front of the Kop.
I was gonna put sumat, but I can’t beat that:)
 
Away, I wanted to be Bobby Davison. Piss wet through and bundling the ball into the back on the net

Bundling the ball into the back of the net?? Fucking bundling???? No fucking bundling involved Swizzler, smacking it in after Greasy Gloves failed to gather and the sublime glancing off the head to a perfectly flighted free kick.
Bundling my arse! Were you out back getting a half and half?
 
Away at the San Siro scoring the winner in front of 40,000 Blades in the last minute of the Champions League final with the whole world fawning over our classy football whilst slagging off the dirty tactics of the overpaid unclean
 
Away. Ball put across the midfield, two feet off the ground. Knee over the ball, standing foot studs planted, arms and body in right place. Hit through the centre, Mullery-style from 25 yards and the pig keeper rooted to the spot as it cannons off the underside of the bar, six inches inside the post and almost rips the net fucking out. All of this at the Penistone Road kop end of the sty, so I can start my running celebration across the back of their goal, saluting their bitter, angry, silent, stupid, chromosone-light 'fans', all bedecked in last season's ridiculous finery. and then down the south side toward the away end, where the Blades fans are signalling their joy at the goal and contempt at the home supporters.

This, being goal one of my hat-trick in a five-nil drubbing.

I have obviously lived this fantasy before on the muddy pitches up at Herdings Park once or twice, usually with the Edwardses, the Fenlons or the Wheatleys (all pigfans) in attendance.

pommpey
Really given this some thought haven’t you?!!! :)
 
I'd score mine at Wembley in the play off final, last minute!


You just beat me too it !

It's the 91st minute and they've just scored to make it 1 - 1 and are bouncing but suddenly, the ball's at the other end of the pitch and ......... well, you know the rest.

Us In the Prem and them having to put up with another year in that big, scary Championship.
 
Away. Ball put across the midfield, two feet off the ground. Knee over the ball, standing foot studs planted, arms and body in right place. Hit through the centre, Mullery-style from 25 yards and the pig keeper rooted to the spot as it cannons off the underside of the bar, six inches inside the post and almost rips the net fucking out. All of this at the Penistone Road kop end of the sty, so I can start my running celebration across the back of their goal, saluting their bitter, angry, silent, stupid, chromosone-light 'fans', all bedecked in last season's ridiculous finery. and then down the south side toward the away end, where the Blades fans are signalling their joy at the goal and contempt at the home supporters.

This, being goal one of my hat-trick in a five-nil drubbing.

I have obviously lived this fantasy before on the muddy pitches up at Herdings Park once or twice, usually with the Edwardses, the Fenlons or the Wheatleys (all pigfans) in attendance.

pommpey

Wouldn’t you rather do it on the hallowed Desso?...



:)
 
Away for me. Nil nil, tight affair, they've just hit the bar, we break and I get the ball, I then beat 7 or 8 of the fukas in a mazy dribble leaving them all grounded before side stepping the piggy keeper and then walking nonchalantly up to their net in front of the main pig pen only to stop and place the ball on the line. I then invite the fukas to come and get it off me....Whilst I sit on the ball and smoke on a lighted spliff that has been thrown at me. I will do the wanker signs to all the Kop and blow kisses at the Blades bench and the away end...as I get down on my knees and nod the ball over the line as the nearest pig gets a yard away from me.
 
Away,at the Pig end,then do a Sammy Nelson,followed by a Harvey Smith to 3 sides of Hillsborough,i would not do the shush thing though,i think that is a bit classless,when the ref asks my name to book me,i would say Happy
 
Away - but at Wembley in an FA Cup final, or if you could guarantee victory, this years playoff final.
 



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