Roy's View From... Pre-Match View From Hull

[DifferentClass]

Cheers roy, thats the hull fans of old, hating united, i see no reason for them hating us but since the 70’s they have always been the same, a weird bunch

Before the last two decades most of them were dirties fans, that's probably why!

 

[Danny_Blade]

I don't mind them that much TBH.

They defeated the 'Massive' in the Champ Play Off final not too many years ago, imagine if they hadn't? Pigs would've returned to the Prem before us and wouldn't have reached spending a quarter of a century outside the elite.

We matched a record recently that had not been done since the 80s with our player scoring 4 goals in the same match. LEON LEON!

 

[Bladesince59]

They're a funny lot, as in "peculiar".

 

[Edinblade]

“I’ve begrudgingly got to take my hat off to The Blunts on their attendances – they must be the new ‘Sheffield massive'”

This can’t be right can it

 

[Alan Birchenall's hair]

Aye
Cos as I potter down the Parkway (passing the ‘Meat Market’ sign) I immediately think I’m approaching Shangri La .

Ha! As someone brought up in Sheffield, but who now lives between Barnsley and Hudders, my mates at footy have for some time took the piss out of me with the usual 'Dingle shithole' , which I play along with. Then, a few matches ago, as our usual meeting pub was shut, we met in the Wetherspoons on Cambridge Street. Going to the ground, a gentle stroll past the boarded up John Lewis, followed by the Oxford Street type marvels of Pinstone Street and the almost Las Vegas glitz and glamour of The Moor, was enough for them to agree that maybe they hadn't got a lot to be thankful for themselves. It's my childhood city, but by God it's a bit of a shithole now.....

 

[Moan? Nope-I saw Longhorn]

Ha! As someone brought up in Sheffield, but who now lives between Barnsley and Hudders, my mates at footy have for some time took the piss out of me with the usual 'Dingle shithole' , which I play along with. Then, a few matches ago, as our usual meeting pub was shut, we met in the Wetherspoons on Cambridge Street. Going to the ground, a gentle stroll past the boarded up John Lewis, followed by the Oxford Street type marvels of Pinstone Street and the almost Las Vegas glitz and glamour of The Moor, was enough for them to agree that maybe they hadn't got a lot to be thankful for themselves. It's my childhood city, but by God it's a bit of a shithole now.....

Aye,
And to be reight, t’arn has got a better market - bus trips from Slumderland !