Beanieboy wrote:have we got a game today?
IanBishopsHaircut wrote:Beanieboy wrote:have we got a game today?
Yeah just heard on the wireless...some team from Stretford...jumpers for goalposts...
Beanieboy wrote:IanBishopsHaircut wrote:Beanieboy wrote:have we got a game today?
Yeah just heard on the wireless...some team from Stretford...jumpers for goalposts...
is it that team with the ugly inbred fatty up front and play bare belly because they could only afford 2 jumpers for the posts?
Fish111 wrote:SONS OF MAN CITY, MY BROTHERS.
I SEE IN YOUR EYES THE SAME FEAR THAT WOULD TAKE THE HEART OF ME.
A DAY MAY COME WHEN THE COURAGE OF MEN FAILS, WHEN WE FORSAKE OUR FRIENDS AND BREAK ALL BONDS OF FELLOWSHIP.
THIS DERBY DAY IS NOT THAT DAY.
AN HOUR OF PAPIST WOLVES AND SHATTERED SHIELDS, WHEN THE AGE OF MEN COMES SHATTERING DOWN.
THIS DERBY DAY IS NOT THAT DAY.
THIS DERBY DAY WE FIGHT!
BY ALL THAT YOU HOLD DEAR ON THIS GOOD EARTH I BID YOU STAND, MEN OF EASTLANDS.
LET THE BLUE MOON SHINE LIKE NEVER BEFORE.....GET FUCKING STUCK INTO THEM AND BRING IT HOME.
NO HIDING, NO RETREAT, NO SURRENDER TO THE SCUM!!!!
john@staustell wrote:An appropriate Shakespearian rallying cry for our boys.
The whole world is watching this match and to win it means so much.
Every neutral in this country, whilst having a few reservations about moneybags City, is wanting to see them fail and us succeed.
Everybody connected with the evil empire is looking on potential defeat with dread.
Just one match will be perceived either as City taking over, or Scum staying masters.
This is the end of the beginning for City and the beginning of the end for Scum.
Every City fan and player is going to war today. Pray to whoever or whatever you worship.
COME ON BOYS, YOU CAN DO IT. YOU HAVE TO DO IT. 34 YEARS OF CRAP STOPS RIGHT HERE, TODAY!
COME ON CITY
IanBishopsHaircut wrote:Messenger Neville: Choose your next words carefully, Mancio. They may be your last as Manager.
Mancio: [to himself: thinking] "Earth and water"?
[Mancio unsheathes and points his scarf at the Messenger's throat]
Messenger Neville: Madman! You're a madman!
Mancio: Earth and water? You'll find plenty of both down there.
Messenger Neville: No man, Mancunian or Italian, no man threatens a messenger!
Mancio: You bring the crowns and heads of conquered gaffers to my City steps. You insult my Carlito. You threaten my people with boot licking and debt! Oh, I've chosen my words carefully, moron. Perhaps you should have done the same!
Messenger Neville: This is blasphemy! This is madness!
Mancio: Madness...?
[shouting]
Mancio: THIS IS CITY!
[Kicks Neville down the well]
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