Waterside.saint

Or: 'the sleepiest giant rolls over in its fetid timber tabernacle, scratches it's flea-bitten arse, belches loudly and drops deeper into its drunken stupor'

Never forget that that tiny half-finished gravel patch is the bestestmost car park in all footballdom #jealous

Many a slip

They've got form for this kind of thing, who could forget their short-lived 'poopey bandstand' with its special band members

Plymouth Argyle boss wants FA probe into Portsmouth comments: http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/0/football/34107016 Classy - the gaptoothiest should be happy with this, proves once again they're the bestestmost at openly tapping up

Fair point, sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander [emoji106] Sent from my SGP511 using Tapatalk

They don't need any kind of factual basis, wishful thinking is enough to create a Portsmyth

Longestest suffering.

That was a wonderful day, the first of many karmic instalments

It's certainly a puzzle. With 250000000 loyal fishfolk packing the picturesque streets of folkloric Fratton for each home game, how can they fairly and equitably manage the demand? The plan to resell each treasured seat many times over will only work as long as they can persuade the authorities its OK for them to be stacked to the rafters on each others laps, another stroke of genius will soon be needed to prevent the entire unholy edifice crumbling under its own weight anyway.

... again. ... and again. [repeat ad inf.]

"Spend the lot and go for broke. Nobody remembers losers"? Nobody remembers them now, except as a cautionary tale to tell their children at bed time: 'Don't spend money you haven't got or you'll end up a laughing stock like them'

Comic '#factless' Allen. He writes in short sentences. For impact. And because the #tinpotmost won't read anything more difficult than Pompey Pravda.

#tinpotmost indeed

http://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2015/jun/05/portsmouth-fc-supporters-sponsorship-deal-spinnaker-tower

Hoist by their own petard?

Certainly puts the gaptoothiest in the shade for commitment and dare I say passion

They've started as favourites at the start of every season in the bargain basement. And every season they have reliably delivered more schadenfreude and more outright hilarity than we have any right to expect. Gor' bless 'em!

"This is one last hurrah now. Paddy Ashdown said if it doesn't work I'll eat my hat. I'm a seven and a half so it'll be a big hat but I will eat it if this guy doesn't get us out of this league." Sh!T or bust. Again

#factlessallen, the pundit with his finger on the vibrant pulse of a raddled harlot

I wonder how they ever imagined each home L2 match could possibly bring £12m (300/26) into their tumbledown timber tabernacle . As blackadder once observed, possibly the greatest work of fiction since vows of fidelity were included in the French marriage service

Strange, because bearing in mind the millions upon millions that have been lost to their economy since their (successive ) relegations, the place should look like Chernobyl by now, only without the charming wildlife. Oh...

This is hilarious, that tatty tumbledown tinpot timber tabernacle is a crumbling testament to their bestestmost progress through the leagues of English football and they want their shame televised?