The trouble is, in order to be consistant, I'd personally have to apply the Warnock Rules. After all, I loved Colin until 2005 when his greed overruled any affiliation he claimed to have for the club.
I've always thought the world of Chris Wilder, but this would be another illusion shattered if he was just like anyone else. I should be older and wiser by now but there you go.
The older we get, the less life gives and the more it takes away. Maybe we should be older and wiser but we aren't are we? Deep down we still have faith that certain things we've always believed in still hold true, and when we find out that's not the case we lose a little bit of our old self. Enjoy life's pleasures and know there are things you have to come to terms with............
One day the DFS Sale will end, you will miss it when it's gone.
A pre packed sandwich will always disappoint.
"Fun size" chocolate bars are nothing of the sort. Have you ever met a woman who thinks any fun is to be had from something about 3 inches long?
When you get on a plane, the nearest place you can put your hand luggage will be about 6 aisles down, and your seat will get kicked mercilessly.
The seat kicking will also be at the Cinema, along with people who can't go without a snack for two hours eating their crap at a decibel level that will make you beg for the peace and quiet of a 747 at full thrust. The trailers will last an hour, but you can get your own back on Munchy McMunch by loudly humming the Pearl & Dean tune.
The office workplace will be riddled with Machiavellian Twats who turn into your best mate when they are collecting for someones birthday, or it's Christmas Party time. Despite them claiming to be intellectual, none of them will know who Machiavelli was, they will think he was on Britain's Got (no obvious) Talent.
No matter how small a gap you leave to the car in front, a twat in a leased beemer or a silly cow in a car with four wheel drive that she'll never ever need, will fill that gap. They will never thank you for letting them in. A single flash of an indicator is what you will get if you're really lucky. That flash doesn't mean turn left, it means "I'm a twat and my life is so much more important and busier than yours, so the extra car length I've gained is life threateningly important".
The Gospel According to Crab.