Likewise, the least interesting and most predictable, dummy-spitting, feet stomping comments following a Bristol City defeat to PNE, are always made by Scott.
"That LJ hasnt a fucking clue how to get even a point against such a small badly funded club is a damning stain on him." Hahaha.
I love...
Comfortable. Very surprised how poor Bristol City were. Offered absolutely nothing. No energy, ingenuity or owt.
I know they're capable of far more than that, but that was really poor.
We weren't exactly great ourselves but we always looked comfortable.
Yeah Huntington was a bombscare tonight. Fisher was all over the shop too. Davies and Hughes had good games though.
Robinson and Nmecha different class.
We were a joy to watch for long spells tonight. It's just the defence that lets us down. Brentford are very similar to us in that regard.
I will admit that I thought our pen was soft but the game was well and truly won by then anyway.
Should have had a definite pen in the first half anyway.
Definite red for Gibson. High lunge like that and you're a gonner.
Robinson and Pearson 'tackles' were cynical but to say the were made with intent to injure is over dramatic bollocks...
They were little trips as your players were about to break.
Wow, what a load of fucking bollocks.
We clearly weren't dreadful. Knew you'd be saying a load of dummy spitting shite as soon as you said "both teams were dreadful" with your bottom lip nearly quivering off the front of your face.
Forgot Joey G plays for you too.
Garner to score a 94th minute winner....starts crying his eyes out and sprints off down the tunnel without finishing the game.
By far the most you've ever brought to Deepdale.
Why such a buzz over this particular game?
I know you lot see us as a major rival, but still. 5.5k+ is very impressive for the pie crusts.
Shame we're bottom and still very apathetic towards PNE at the moment, because we'll only have about 12k...
Villa absolutely kicked 7 shades of shit out of us in the 1st half. The space they were afforded down our left time and time again was embarrassing.
2nd half (with a bit of help with the red) DJ the Dreadlocked bone pappy came on fingered their ass holes.
I was ready to drive to the bus...
I feel like a bag of dog shit.
Hungover to fuck, got fucked over by North End in a way only North End could, lost/can't find my bank card and can't stop puking up.
Someone ram a massive metal pole through my eyeball and put me out of my misery.
Why the fuck do we do this to oursel's?