John Boy Saint

Sounds like we were a tad experimental yesterday v a team who are fighting for their lives. I got impression that in the last 2 away games we have come up against sides not wishing to be battered and in the process have dulled our edge to stop the battering and somehow fashioned a win along the way.

Got ones for my girls a couple of weeks ago and could only get them 6 rows behind where we sit!! So 4000 left is no surprise.

I'll have a glass of what you're drinking!!!!

A sauce I know says we have an eye on this chap called Charles Miller Scottish Pa-pa and Brazilian Ma-ma. That sounds far more exotic and as foreign as we should allow, some have said he stands a far better chance of making a name for himself than this Rudolf chappie.

Too late now the chain reaction of events has been already been set in motion an innocent drunken post at just gone 2 in the morning has spread like a bush fire on a windy day, just read the Sunday People tomorrow!!!.......... We are doomed, doomed I say!! .............................. And you Roger, are a very naughty boy!!!

Good to see the fitness of The Saints paying off in the latter stages of the second half to put one over the Military men. Good to see Messrs Farwell & Kiddle getting last weeks nonsense out of their play. Seems the Ref and his Umpires had a good game too and a jolly healthy crowd turning up to cheer on a fine afternoons football. I reckon this St Marys side is on the brink of a marvellous footballing adventure, which will not be making Freemantle best pleased!

Make it interesting................. Electrified Razor wire!

I have read that the limit is about a year, otherwise a trace of the cyanide begins to leak out of the stones making it sour. ............. Oooo-er that reminds me I have a jar that is just over a year in the cupboard so best decant it. The last lot I had on the stew for a year was chuffin lethal: when you can't taste or feel the burn of 80 proof neat Vodka from the next production after having just had a shot of a well matured Sloe Gin you know it's a little bit naughty!!

I remember someone having a chat with Claire Balding while she was having a smoke on the Itchen Concourse: so not on the prawn sandwich seats.

Jeez sometimes you really do take it just that little bit too far for a reaction: so here we go I have put my 10 pence in the slot and will play. Ready the float is about to go under!! I am not a happy clapper, I go to watch a game of Football, I like to watch the way we play especially at the moment because believe it or not our current method of play is quite intelligent: maybe I am a bit soft in the head but I get absorbed in watch the game. And if you read my post properly you would realise that my gripe is not with folks voicing their opinion, but folks spouting complete and utter bo!!ocks from the first whistle to the final whistle. As you appear not to be a regular attendee at games, here is a simple comparison for you: how many times have you sat watching something of interest to you on the TV and your wife, kids or someone else is having a loud conversation about something else, totally of no interest to you. I bet it gets right on your nerves?

Last night he suffered from a very wayward Lino on the Kingsland wing, who's flagging was a bit off the mark at times much to the frustration of both sets of players and the cue for groaning at Guly, in fact there was a Peter Waltonesque moment again in our favour when a Hull player was flagged offside despite even being face on 3 of our defenders we playing him on. Funny we use to have a player who could be anonymous for 75 minutes of a game but for those 15 in which he turned it on boy was was he special, but we have a player in Guly who can be both sublime and lazy within minutes of each other but he pops up and scores some very key goals when required, as far as I am concerned he is a luxury we can afford.

We all know that: but a sustained flow of complete cobblers cascading from the mouths of 2 separate couples during the game becomes very tedious.

Yahoo!!! 14 in before the reply I thought I would get by about reply 5!!!! I thank you Trousers! That Professor is a funny chap

Boy do we have some moany thick folks following our team, and it's amazing what a colourful assortment we get sat within earshot of us. Last nights game saw 2 lads sat behind us, all the first half all you got from behind us was a running commentary, with, do this do that do the other, if I was Adkins I would do this I would do that. We should have kept Chamberlain, we haven't been the same since he left, he always made things happen bla bla bla: then along quite a few folks they booed the team at the half time whistle! The booing around the stadium at half time raised a question from the chap in front: why are folks booing we are only one down and there is another 45 minutes to play............... And we are top of the league too!! Mrs JBS commented that not only was she listening to the clap trap from behind her but the old bird sat next to her was equally as bad. Second half we knock our game up a couple of gears Guly scores, normal service on the pitch resumes and the cobblers from behind fades away. However the old Trout next door but one has gotten a bit louder, gem of the latter stages of the game as we are running down the clock, Kelvin is playing you come too close and this ball going past you with a Hull forward, she's shouting come on get on and kick it out.................... Obviously not at the Everton game when we should have headed for the corner rather than trying to guild a very fragile lily. Then to cap this off walking back to the car I overhear 2 separate conversations moaning about the game and saying that we won't be able to keep this up much longer!!!!! Why bloomin bother turning up, we are on the best footballing adventure we have been on for ages and the misery guts still aren't happy!!!!!

You can't beat a good smoker lit from outside the box: at the moment one of those would be a rare treat, but opening up defences at close quarters as we seem to do at will at the moment is very special in itself. 26 passes and in what more do you want??

2 popped into my head on reading the Thread title: Can't remember the game but Belmadi (?) sold a poor unsuspecting defender such an exquisite dummy that for a moment the poor chap found himself standing besides the Bargate. Harding making a Hollywood pass up the Kingsland line to Lallana, it had so much curl on it that to miss the closing player it went round him over the sideline then back into play at Lallanas feet, the Lino missed it everyone in the Chapel and Northam saw it as did half the opposing players who were incensed at the Lino not raising his flag. Another just popped in: Steua Bucharest first leg second half Steua had knocked it into top gear and were passing around with the kind of fluidity we have only seen from Saints in recent times, this passage of play was so mesmerising that a good percentage of our own fans broke into applause: Very surreal at the time.

Don't be stupid!!! You have to get it on theme, A Tiger versus a......................... Hull City Fan .............................selected by the wobbly camera panning across the away fans just before kick off. Mr Cortese would sanction that at the raising of a thumb, just like his ancestors would on a Saturday afternoon. Makes you laugh the crossbar challenge died after 2 games, just because some nipper cracked it superbly on the second outing of the game.

Missed West Ham sadly, Mrs JBS went and was entertained by us but frustrated by WHU negative dull play, I would Say Boro was very entertaining probably primed by the fact that they had been hot away from home up to that point of the season, the face-aching smiles of folks as we walked away from the Stadium also backed up that it was a thoroughly entertaining game. I have only been to 2 away game Reading and Coventry, I thought Coventry showed our nasty side, if you can call it that, when we ran them ragged first half slipped and gave them a sniff second half, then punched them twice below the belt to sew up what looked an easy win.

Umbro have a production run for each team, the shop orders what it's requirement is based of sales records and when it is to be delivered. Last seasons shirt sold out what had been thought, based on previous seasons sales, would be a full seasons requirement before the season had even kicked off!!! They then had to wait for the next production window at Umbro before fresh supplies could arrive. I have noticed that there are a lot more nippers of both flavours at games this season, so I would imagine smaller shirts have been in greater demand.

Skacel was a Rudi passenger, his best ever game for us was v Norwich (which we lost 0-1) the night before he was punted out on loan along with his other Billy bo!!ox Eastern European team mate Rasiak........................ Surprised the drug testers weren't queuing up in the tunnel for the pair of them after that game!! I am sure our scouting set up is more than capable in finding the right pieces for the jigsaw.

As always thoroughly entertained, both by the Saints and a superb cameo from the Ref who has to be past his sell by date. Treat of the day was the guest appearance in amongst our little gang in the Chapel from Dubai Phil, he was very well behaved even despite me trying to break his toes putting down the seat in the row in front.

But it won't be beer queues as the licence will not allow drinking of alcohol to be drunk in open sight of the pitch.

Rickies "4th" on Saturday was very clever having beaten Harper from the spot twice the re take was a pressure penalty, sticking it in to the top of the net took some minerals, and was a showcase for his power and accuracy.

Sat in row BB just to the left of the goal (from my view) Ref blows the whistle, Harper was no where near ready, Rickie seemed to ask Walton if he is sure as he gestures towards the keeper well off his line and not set, then Rickie looks as if he thinks I better take this as who knows what this ref will do if I don't, obviously the Lino plucks up the courage to let Walton know that the keeper is off his line.

Most of the ones I would have mentioned are above, but for bizarre does anyone recall a game against Villa with a new on the scene Howard Webb in charge. During the first half we were defending like devils, then the ball trickled out for a goal kick or so Saints, everyone at that end, and the Villa players thought as they trotted out of the box. But Mr Webb was calling the villa players back blowing his whistle and pointing to the penalty spot Saints payers were incandescent, Villa players were embarrassed, but were not going to refuse the chance to go one up.