Hamilton Saint

You can't count.

Here you go.

That's the spirit!

Vancouver, eh? Well, that's only 4,319 km away from Hamilton. Better get on me bike now!

12th?

"No composure at all".

Here we are.

Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.

Come on, Saints

He's turning Japanese; oh, yes, he's turning Japanese; at least they think so.

Been watching our goal over and over. Brilliant. Sims picks up the ball from a Liverpool corner at the edge of the Saints penalty area; he runs all the way down the pitch with just six touches of the ball. And Shane Long runs even further to receive Sim's pass, and buries the ball in the Liverpool net. Wonderful!

Right!

"13.5 In the Semi-Final ties, if the aggregate score is level at the end of the second game an extra half-hour shall be played. If the aggregate scores are still level at the end of extra time the tie shall be decided by goals scored away from home counting twice. If the teams remain equal after this procedure the tie shall be determined by the taking of kicks from the penalty mark in accordance with the Laws of Association Football."

The Road to Wigan Pier was a non-fiction book by George Orwell (1937)

Fuchs fuched up.

Good ball into the box from Ward-Prowse.

Nobody has set this up yet? Here you go.

... and Murphy replaces Murphy. Apparently.

Substitutions to come early, then?

Yes, just noticed. Thanks.

I've tried. Don't think they allow for listeners overseas. FA Cup rights, I suppose.

"A shot on target! Southampton forward Josh Sims hits a drive from 15 yards which is tame and never likely to threaten too much but it is on target and Michael McGovern has to save!" BBC text commentary reads sardonically so far.

That's just text commentary, eh?

Whispering so low, I don't hear a thing! How come you've got coverage?

Me neither. They are so inconsistent!