Outrageously, David Fairclough calls Deevers brain-dead for running offside all the time. Then he retracts it. You heard it here first.
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Herbie Kane, after a fine run down the left, checks back and just fires wide. He can't believe he's missed. He couldn't look more stunned if he'd just woken from a fine dream about a circus and realised he was stood in the middle of the local butchers with no clothes on.Experimental music, Metropolitan foodstuffs, Mexican wrestler art, London suburbia, wry whimsy, fansy pants flim flam lad
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Tired legs out there now, Kane not connecting with Virtue's decent cross-field pass. Short passes, overhit passes. Deevers though gets a sharp shot out which is saved by George. Fairclough, feeling a little sheepish, lavishes praise on Deevers.Experimental music, Metropolitan foodstuffs, Mexican wrestler art, London suburbia, wry whimsy, fansy pants flim flam lad
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George comes haring out of his goal to clear and snots poor Deevers as he does. He comes through the back of him first and then heaps indignity on him by landing on him subsequently. Poor Deevers looks like a ginger concertina, wheezing as he trudges back.Experimental music, Metropolitan foodstuffs, Mexican wrestler art, London suburbia, wry whimsy, fansy pants flim flam lad
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Full-time, it's all over. Good goal from us but we gifted them a second through sloppy work and lack of effort.
It's been a bit dull, in truth, not a lot of quality on show there. Dander and Ejaria played well, I'd give the MOM to Dander. We probably just deserved to draw but nothing more.
Look out for Leacock McLeod, one to watch there. Shame he plays for Wolves.Experimental music, Metropolitan foodstuffs, Mexican wrestler art, London suburbia, wry whimsy, fansy pants flim flam lad
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Originally posted by Venton View PostHerbie Kane (born to be a dope-smoker, surely) runs into the box onto Dander's pass and just ****s it straight over the bar, the gasworks, the Irish Sea, you name it...Originally posted by Venton View PostHerbie Kane, after a fine run down the left, checks back and just fires wide. He can't believe he's missed. He couldn't look more stunned if he'd just woken from a fine dream about a circus and realised he was stood in the middle of the local butchers with no clothes on.
top summarising again, Sir
removing all the weak links makes us stronger
too many gutless players, no beef or desire. pussies everywhere... sack them all.
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