I was about to ask the same, but was worried I'd be ridiculed for asking an obvious question along the lines of 'what is A YouTube'?
So, POTL, is he related to ROFL?
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I was about to ask the same, but was worried I'd be ridiculed for asking an obvious question along the lines of 'what is A YouTube'?
So, POTL, is he related to ROFL?
Well I guess if you define him by what he says then yes, he is indeed related to a ROFL as well as a LMFAO and a DAFUQ.
Everything that I could be said about POTL has been said. Guy is a cunt. However, thinking about the minimal chance this actually true here is an amazing passage from Martin Cloake's book Boys of White Hart Lane about team rows. Maxie says:
Wedded to the talent on the pitch was a powerful team spirit, and this owed much to the social scene Miller was in charge of. “Socially, win or loose, we’d booze” he chuckles. “We’d socialize massively, and no one enjoyed it better than us, no one enjoyed it better than me… That mean we were very close, that nothing was ever bottled up. Of course there were arguments. We were a very democratic squad—we had meetings every morning—an hour, two hours. We had terrible rows. We’d all care passionately, and there were a lot of strong individuals. When we signed Clem, who was the final piece in the jigsaw, he’d come from Liverpool where he’d been extremely successful and he certainly had an opinion. Myself and Stevie, we were massive, loud characters, very strong in the team. Then you had Glenn and Ossie with their philosophical thoughts, Crooksie and Archibald always, always had something to say. So you can imagine in a team meeting on a Monday morning, a debrief—it went on for ages. And you were shouting people down. Keith as well was very passionate and Peter Shreeve had to be a big peacemaker in those days. Once or twice blows were nearly exchanged. But that was good, because we cared, and then we’d get out on the training pitch and it was all forgotten about. I think men were men then."
Basically, who gives a fuck. Every team needs a row every so often.
Wedded to the talent on the pitch was a powerful team spirit, and this owed much to the social scene Miller was in charge of. “Socially, win or loose, we’d booze” he chuckles. “We’d socialize massively, and no one enjoyed it better than us, no one enjoyed it better than me… That mean we were very close, that nothing was ever bottled up. Of course there were arguments. We were a very democratic squad—we had meetings every morning—an hour, two hours. We had terrible rows. We’d all care passionately, and there were a lot of strong individuals. When we signed Clem, who was the final piece in the jigsaw, he’d come from Liverpool where he’d been extremely successful and he certainly had an opinion. Myself and Stevie, we were massive, loud characters, very strong in the team. Then you had Glenn and Ossie with their philosophical thoughts, Crooksie and Archibald always, always had something to say. So you can imagine in a team meeting on a Monday morning, a debrief—it went on for ages. And you were shouting people down. Keith as well was very passionate and Peter Shreeve had to be a big peacemaker in those days. Once or twice blows were nearly exchanged. But that was good, because we cared, and then we’d get out on the training pitch and it was all forgotten about. I think men were men then."
Basically, who gives a fuck. Every team needs a row every so often.
To tell complete strangers at a football messageboard about it - thus increasing the size of their cyber alias egoes?