RonManager

If we are going to go down this road, at least get a professional like Stephen Fry to commentate!

Peter feckin Drury. He thinks he's a fecking literary genius or something, trying to make every line sound like some great theatrical masterpiece, and coming out with obscure, irrelevant stats from before the Ice Age. Imo, he comes over as a pretentious, intelligence insulting tw*t. Apart from that I have no problem with him at all. I am not bothered about the horns though as I have anaesthetised myself to them by wearing a bucket full of mosquitos on my head for the last three weeks.

I hate using scissor lifts.

down? to sleep? Is he suffering?

Walsall away. 3-1 to us. FACT.

Peter Griffin fighting the giant chicken.

The crows have ceased attacking me and seem to have accepted me as one of their own. At the moment I'm sitting on a branch trying not to make eye contact with a large Barn Owl. My arms ache.

Fiorentina? I'd like to see us have another go at Ajax, just to compare and contrast.

Hants finish on 235-6. Lead of 251.

Oh dear, I'm being mobbed by crows.

Anyone out there discovered they have a hidden super-power recently? The reason I ask is that I've just fallen out of my bedroom window. In a wild panic I flapped my arms. I'm now circling gracefully 200 feet above the house posting on my i phone. Might go for a flap over Exmoor later.

And I'm off down the kitchen centre to meet my mates and talk about grills.

Posting whilst running eh? - careful, you're multi-tasking and you know what that means.

Yeah, best not eh? Best not.

Why not put a massive bet on England and then go over there and get deported. Or would that be considered ungentlemanly and definitely not cricket.

This just in via NewsNow http://www.doncaster.vitalfootball.co.uk/article.asp?a=200935

They're in the queue behind Dickson who's still trying to get through his medical - having trouble providing a sample perhaps?

Which reminds me - it's bin day tomorrow. Thanks. Oh, and .... Sir Rickie by a mile again.

Yes, what really gave it away was that it was set in a place called Slough, an impossible and imaginary place if ever there was one.

Charlie Cheeseman the Cheerful Chum 'I can't get over a girl like you, turn out the lights yourself'.

Yes, but it was mistakenly named Domino Pizzas and did rather well for itself.

VIZ Top Tips -'ENGLAND PLAYERS. Protect yourself from Emile Heskey by disguising yourself as a goal'.

The only thing they have missed is giving prior warning. A short announcement a few months ago with some small explanation would have saved all this grief. 'Forewarned is Forearmed'.

Welcome back StuRopleySaint. I'd just like to take this opportunity to congratulate you on the mental stamina and fortitude you have shown on this thread, enduring all stones and brick-bats thrown at you with (mostly) good humour and patience. I'll wager that when you first set out to undertake a simple, well-meaning piece of research to try to clarify matters for both fan and club, you had little idea that it would end up in a minor war breaking out.

My word, I could never do such a thing, being as pure as yellow, sorry, driven snow as I am. I would have to do it for real, but unfortunately, the red sash shop in Taunton shut in 1953 and there are none to be had in the county at any price. Oh and now I've spilt coffee on the shirt. This day goes from bad to worse, I fear. Woe is me.