Kick Off Time

It’s that time of the season again, when everyone is equal and just for a moment we all dream that somehow, perhaps, the team is better than we think, that they really will play like they do in our dreams. So the heart begins to pound, the tension, the fear, Continue reading

Wembley Way

On Sunday I should have been at the WAY Big Picnic, locally held at the new Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park. Briefly I was, arriving with Heather, Gemma and other WAYers to at least find the picnic spot and set up. I then had to leave before most of the party Continue reading

Difference is the mackems have something to play for (clinging on to premiership) while our midfield doesn’t know what to do without Cabaye and the players wonder what the point is. Effort and passion, why bother when there’s no ambition? Get out of our club you cockney bastard, and wanker Kinnear (couldn’t sign an autograph). #nufc

[Pissed Off]

World Cup draw. Here we go…

Italy
Costa Rica
Uruguay

Arrrgggg

[Nervous]

FFS. How the fuck. Worse team won. Come on February so can teach the relegated bastards a lesson