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    It seems to me you fellows are arguing over which OK player is slightly better than the other.

    Flatter to deceive - check.
    Fancy touches - check.
    Quite good creatively - check.
    Not brilliant - check.
    Bit lightweight - check.
    Injury prone - check.

    The fact they swapped clubs, with neither club being unhappy with the deal, suggests to me there's f*ck all to choose between them.
    .
    Suppose you have a physicist and a sociologist standing at the side of a field, observing a set of events unfolding on the field. The physicist does [describes] it using the terminology of mass and velocity and frequency of radiation and the rest. And the sociologist does it by describing it as a rugby match.



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      Originally posted by Neil Young View Post
      It seems to me you fellows are arguing over which OK player is slightly better than the other.

      Flatter to deceive - check.
      Fancy touches - check.
      Quite good creatively - check.
      Not brilliant - check.
      Bit lightweight - check.
      Injury prone - check.

      The fact they swapped clubs, with neither club being unhappy with the deal, suggests to me there's f*ck all to choose between them.
      But Benayoun scores more goals
      96 Never Forgotten

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        Round and round and round we spin,
        To weave a wall to hem us in,
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        How slow and slow and slow it goes,
        To mend the tear that always shows.
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        It's hard enough losin'
        the paper illusion
        you've hidden inside,
        Without the confusion
        of findin' you're usin'
        the crutch of a lie
        To shelter your eye when you cry.

        Round and round and round we spin,
        To weave a wall to hem you in.
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        How slow and slow and slow it goes,
        To mend the tear that always shows.
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        Now you're movin' too slow
        and wherever you go
        there's another beside.

        It's so hard to say no
        to yourself and it shows
        that you're losing inside,
        When you step on your pride and you cry.

        Round and round and round we spin,
        To weave a wall to hem us in.
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        How slow and slow and slow it goes,
        To mend the tear that always shows.
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.

        How the hours will bend
        through the time that you spend
        till you turn to your eyes,
        And you see your best friend
        looking over the end
        and you turn to see why,
        And he looks in your eyes and he cries.

        Round and round and round we spin,
        To weave a wall to hem us in,
        It won't be long.
        It won't be long.
        .
        Suppose you have a physicist and a sociologist standing at the side of a field, observing a set of events unfolding on the field. The physicist does [describes] it using the terminology of mass and velocity and frequency of radiation and the rest. And the sociologist does it by describing it as a rugby match.



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          We're a stupid bunch eh Neil?
          Are we winning?

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            No, I'm not saying that. Maybe you've got too much time on your hands though.

            Me too, obviously.
            .
            Suppose you have a physicist and a sociologist standing at the side of a field, observing a set of events unfolding on the field. The physicist does [describes] it using the terminology of mass and velocity and frequency of radiation and the rest. And the sociologist does it by describing it as a rugby match.



            May the Lord bless this post.

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              Originally posted by elrichio86 View Post
              Every time I see that picture, the name Craig_H comes to mind for some reason
              Change it to his mum telling him it's bedtime and BINGO

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                Originally posted by Neil Young View Post


                No, I'm not saying that. Maybe you've got too much time on your hands though.

                Me too, obviously.


                Fierce, sorry for sounding a bit pedantic in my posts mate. I've just looked at them and I agree that it's open to misinterpretation and I should have used more care in expressing my sentiments.
                Are we winning?

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                  Originally posted by Neil Young View Post


                  Round and round and round we spin,
                  To weave a wall to hem us in,
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  How slow and slow and slow it goes,
                  To mend the tear that always shows.
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  It's hard enough losin'
                  the paper illusion
                  you've hidden inside,
                  Without the confusion
                  of findin' you're usin'
                  the crutch of a lie
                  To shelter your eye when you cry.

                  Round and round and round we spin,
                  To weave a wall to hem you in.
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  How slow and slow and slow it goes,
                  To mend the tear that always shows.
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  Now you're movin' too slow
                  and wherever you go
                  there's another beside.

                  It's so hard to say no
                  to yourself and it shows
                  that you're losing inside,
                  When you step on your pride and you cry.

                  Round and round and round we spin,
                  To weave a wall to hem us in.
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  How slow and slow and slow it goes,
                  To mend the tear that always shows.
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.

                  How the hours will bend
                  through the time that you spend
                  till you turn to your eyes,
                  And you see your best friend
                  looking over the end
                  and you turn to see why,
                  And he looks in your eyes and he cries.

                  Round and round and round we spin,
                  To weave a wall to hem us in,
                  It won't be long.
                  It won't be long.
                  By my watch, it should all kick off on here within the hour!
                  Modifying post.

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                    Dan will be home to hop on his laptop very soon. Nearly 12.30!
                    96 Never Forgotten

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                      Originally posted by Buzzo View Post
                      By my watch, it should all kick off on here within the hour!


                      I see what you're saying. It's just about time now though.


                      EDIT: Fernandinho
                      .
                      Suppose you have a physicist and a sociologist standing at the side of a field, observing a set of events unfolding on the field. The physicist does [describes] it using the terminology of mass and velocity and frequency of radiation and the rest. And the sociologist does it by describing it as a rugby match.



                      May the Lord bless this post.

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                        Originally posted by Neil Young View Post


                        I see what you're saying. It's just about time now though.



                        LDP


                        I'm going out to make this fella flex his muscles a bit, he's been scratching on my door incessantly since this morning.

                        Are we winning?

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                          Be a good boy Neil.
                          96 Never Forgotten

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                            Seems like all the threads in the LFC section are frozen in anticipation for LDP.
                            96 Never Forgotten

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                              Originally posted by DannyMan2006 View Post
                              This is it.

                              This is the time.

                              The time for Christian Poulsen to shine.

                              No doubt he has had a very tough start to his Liverpool career. But there is a chance that with one performance he can turn it all around. He can make his signing of £4.5m seem an absoloute bargain.

                              That's right. With one more performance of what he has churned out thus far, we could see a defeat and the end of the Bodgson.

                              Time to stand up and be counted Poulsen. Time to get the Bodgson the boot


                              Joking aside every game we play I want to see us win as I am sure is the same for all of us but more and more this season there's been this little nagging feeling that "if we lose well maybe he'll be gone".

                              I ****ing hate it as that is not the kind of thoughts I should be having as a supporter but under Royston I just can't see things improving, I mean this is the worst football I can remember us playing certainy since the Souness days which I've tried to blank from my memory anyway!

                              Even last season with the cloud of H&G over us and playing what I thought at the time was pretty poor football I never actually didn't look forward to the weekend to see the boys take the field - this season though it's been slowly eaten away, on honeymoon in Bali I stayed up to watch the Arsenal game and every week since then it's been that little more painful to watch it really has - even when we've won the actual style of play has been more Sunday league football than Premier League.

                              I think I've finally reached the point where I hate Royston, his dark age tactics, his transfer signings and his chins, I blame him for me feeling that if we lose maybe it's not the worst thing.(it ****ing well is!)

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                                Originally posted by NigelLG View Post


                                Fierce, sorry for sounding a bit pedantic in my posts mate. I've just looked at them and I agree that it's open to misinterpretation and I should have used more care in expressing my sentiments.
                                Fair do's squire, I also retract the **** suggestion
                                I saw a dead fish on the pavement and thought "what did you expect?"
                                There's no water round here stupid, should have stayed where it was wet

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