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pommpey
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I'm surprised you lot are surprised by it.
Let's face it - we are Sheffield United: since the sixties a team that the general media chooses to fuck off at their leisure, but the team from whom most of footballing legend emanates. We've always been the shitbox side and one for whom the greater measure of footballing gravity will evade. Course, there are bigger clubs. But Sheffield United is always one of those who will either shock or provide impetus to chide.3
So it is today. After five or six seasons of ubiquity followed by the reign of Warnock, we have been every excuse to ignore. The team is pretty city centre and working class, we have never really played pretty football since Currie and Woodward and have no players of any notoriety, certainly none who fuck Spice Girls, get pissed once too often or gob off to journos. In fact all we have are rapists and former jailbirds who now can't perform.
So, we are not saleable. And we are facing Aston Villa, a team on paper who should basically pull down the shorts of our team and bum them whilst smoking a fag and doing suduku. In fact, their manager rates this competition such that he openly berates it, therefore devaluing any effort his opposition puts in over 90 minutes win, lose or draw. And Prince William supports them, for fucks sake. So why should the company that brings us such high quality programming (like Jeremy Kyle) bother with such industrial shitwipe? Fucking Arsenal and Spurs are on. Ignore such ties like Grimsby and Huddersfield (fuck me, what a game) and concentrate on the actions of a cunt falling 'injured' and making wrong, unsportsmanlike gestures to opposition supporters whilst being ferried king-like on a fucking stretcher. This is an England international. Were the FA so aligned they'd ban the little wanker for six months. In fact, were it Shaun Miller in front of Sheffield Wednesday supporters, I don't doubt he'd attract such censure.
So don't worry. Nobody likes us. We don't care.
pommpey
Let's face it - we are Sheffield United: since the sixties a team that the general media chooses to fuck off at their leisure, but the team from whom most of footballing legend emanates. We've always been the shitbox side and one for whom the greater measure of footballing gravity will evade. Course, there are bigger clubs. But Sheffield United is always one of those who will either shock or provide impetus to chide.3
So it is today. After five or six seasons of ubiquity followed by the reign of Warnock, we have been every excuse to ignore. The team is pretty city centre and working class, we have never really played pretty football since Currie and Woodward and have no players of any notoriety, certainly none who fuck Spice Girls, get pissed once too often or gob off to journos. In fact all we have are rapists and former jailbirds who now can't perform.
So, we are not saleable. And we are facing Aston Villa, a team on paper who should basically pull down the shorts of our team and bum them whilst smoking a fag and doing suduku. In fact, their manager rates this competition such that he openly berates it, therefore devaluing any effort his opposition puts in over 90 minutes win, lose or draw. And Prince William supports them, for fucks sake. So why should the company that brings us such high quality programming (like Jeremy Kyle) bother with such industrial shitwipe? Fucking Arsenal and Spurs are on. Ignore such ties like Grimsby and Huddersfield (fuck me, what a game) and concentrate on the actions of a cunt falling 'injured' and making wrong, unsportsmanlike gestures to opposition supporters whilst being ferried king-like on a fucking stretcher. This is an England international. Were the FA so aligned they'd ban the little wanker for six months. In fact, were it Shaun Miller in front of Sheffield Wednesday supporters, I don't doubt he'd attract such censure.
So don't worry. Nobody likes us. We don't care.
pommpey
