shorehamview
Pink Sambuca drinking World Champion.
We're shit, but not Officially Shit, because neither Micky nor McCabe has said it, and Radio Sheffield daren't say it, but why are we shit? Given that it can't be McCabe's fault because he is a Massive Blade and has been since he lived in a grit bin on John Street, and it isn't Micky's because he's a Massive Blade and has been since Jesus was a lad, and he's mates with Dave Bassett too, look, here he is, then is it YOUR fault?
What do you mean, "MY fault, you cheeky twat" you are thinking (but not typing, because you'd get an infraction for being a Bad Monkey), "how the fuck can it be MY fault, I don't employ these clowns?"
Well, if it's not the club's fault, and it can't be because we do it The Blades Way, then it's our fault. Your's, mine, his, hers. And why is it our fault?
I reckon it's down to the changes we have made in life since all was rosy under Warnock and we stormed to promotion. We have become different. The Football Gods do not like this, and have seen fit to punish us.
What have we done that's different? Search your souls, and you will find the answer. It could be something as simple as change your pre-match pub, your choice of beverage, and your choice of food. I might even be mainly to blame for our demise, and here's why.
It's either the fault initially if the BBC (the broadcasting ones as opposed to the silly fisticuffs ones) by sacking the old 606 message boards. I used to love these - winding up Leeds and Wendy fans by the score - but when they changed the style I had to find new interweb pastures, and so found this great forum. Eventually I made my way the the Golden Lion before matches because the Cremorne had become shit, and so altered my pre-match routine forever.
Gone were the multiple pints of Tetley's finest, to be replaced with either lager or nowadays due to driving so I can remain sober for the evening as the wife is working that demon of pub drinks, post-mix Coke. Diet, because normal is horrible, and also because I'm fat enough anyway. Gone too is the trip to the chippy for chip butty and fish rissole, and now I sometimes have a Shit Pie from the surly chavs at the Lane.
So it's my fault the team are shit, and the management and running of the team too. I've changed my routine, and the Gods of Football know this and mock me with the likes of many defeats to Bastard Scunthorpe.
Unless YOU have done something different, like change your address, girlfriend or even pants. In which case it's YOUR fault we're shit and I am absolved. So which is it to be. because it can't be the fault of anyone employed by or running Sheffield United, can it?
Don't bother with the usual targets of players or management unless you're the type of twat with absolutely no sense of humour who never looks beyond the blindingly obvious. It might be down to you with your new unlucky pants. It can't be the player's or club's fault, because otherwise they'd say so.
What do you mean, "MY fault, you cheeky twat" you are thinking (but not typing, because you'd get an infraction for being a Bad Monkey), "how the fuck can it be MY fault, I don't employ these clowns?"
Well, if it's not the club's fault, and it can't be because we do it The Blades Way, then it's our fault. Your's, mine, his, hers. And why is it our fault?
I reckon it's down to the changes we have made in life since all was rosy under Warnock and we stormed to promotion. We have become different. The Football Gods do not like this, and have seen fit to punish us.
What have we done that's different? Search your souls, and you will find the answer. It could be something as simple as change your pre-match pub, your choice of beverage, and your choice of food. I might even be mainly to blame for our demise, and here's why.
It's either the fault initially if the BBC (the broadcasting ones as opposed to the silly fisticuffs ones) by sacking the old 606 message boards. I used to love these - winding up Leeds and Wendy fans by the score - but when they changed the style I had to find new interweb pastures, and so found this great forum. Eventually I made my way the the Golden Lion before matches because the Cremorne had become shit, and so altered my pre-match routine forever.
Gone were the multiple pints of Tetley's finest, to be replaced with either lager or nowadays due to driving so I can remain sober for the evening as the wife is working that demon of pub drinks, post-mix Coke. Diet, because normal is horrible, and also because I'm fat enough anyway. Gone too is the trip to the chippy for chip butty and fish rissole, and now I sometimes have a Shit Pie from the surly chavs at the Lane.
So it's my fault the team are shit, and the management and running of the team too. I've changed my routine, and the Gods of Football know this and mock me with the likes of many defeats to Bastard Scunthorpe.
Unless YOU have done something different, like change your address, girlfriend or even pants. In which case it's YOUR fault we're shit and I am absolved. So which is it to be. because it can't be the fault of anyone employed by or running Sheffield United, can it?
Don't bother with the usual targets of players or management unless you're the type of twat with absolutely no sense of humour who never looks beyond the blindingly obvious. It might be down to you with your new unlucky pants. It can't be the player's or club's fault, because otherwise they'd say so.
