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Tealeaf · 16-06-2004, 16:53

I'm pi**ed off.....I spent the good part of an hour replying to Kipax's diatribe only to see it blasted into the furthest reaches of Cyberspace because Plod has moved the goalposts....now I know how beckham feels like each and every time he misses his penalty for England.

Which, of course, was the object of my earlier points. How anyone can seriously translate love of country into supporting those imbeciles in Portugal is beyond me. What's the first thing they will do when they get on the pitch? Why, mime some mumbo-jumbo to pass off for singing the national anthem.

Meanwhile, any attempt on my part to have a quiet pint and a ggod conversation will be ruined by hoards of screaming, tattooed laddettes, topped up with alcopops, while their equally obnoxious boyfriends will be "Oohhhing" and "Ahhhhhhing" for 92 meaningless minutes...

It was'nt like this in '66....we went in coldly & clinically and did the job....Ramsey puffed on his pipe & Moore raised the trophy and then we all went home. Of course, the thing is, we knew how to win in those days...Ah well.

Where's tonights riot taking place? Same place as last night?

16-06-2004, 16:53	#11
Tealeaf God Member Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Paradise Lost Posts: 7,220 Liked: 11 times Rep Power: 4266	Re: The Great debate. I'm pi**ed off.....I spent the good part of an hour replying to Kipax's diatribe only to see it blasted into the furthest reaches of Cyberspace because Plod has moved the goalposts....now I know how beckham feels like each and every time he misses his penalty for England. Which, of course, was the object of my earlier points. How anyone can seriously translate love of country into supporting those imbeciles in Portugal is beyond me. What's the first thing they will do when they get on the pitch? Why, mime some mumbo-jumbo to pass off for singing the national anthem. Meanwhile, any attempt on my part to have a quiet pint and a ggod conversation will be ruined by hoards of screaming, tattooed laddettes, topped up with alcopops, while their equally obnoxious boyfriends will be "Oohhhing" and "Ahhhhhhing" for 92 meaningless minutes... It was'nt like this in '66....we went in coldly & clinically and did the job....Ramsey puffed on his pipe & Moore raised the trophy and then we all went home. Of course, the thing is, we knew how to win in those days...Ah well. Where's tonights riot taking place? Same place as last night?