One-off games Mourinho and Conte. I think they out thought and out psyched Pochettino.
Better all round job, nobody.
Both those would require a squad of 'off the peg' players....
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One-off games Mourinho and Conte. I think they out thought and out psyched Pochettino.
Better all round job, nobody.
I feel for Clitoral. He is misunderstood. He harbours unpopular opinions. But he gets fucken beasted everytime. It's a shame. I think I like folk who take time to pose the difficult questions.
ochserious2:I accept that but never argued differently.
An invite to the hoods Xmas dinner so afterwards you him can discuss all things Tottenham over brandy and a nice cigar.
Both those would require a squad of 'off the peg' players....
Fuck me Poch has won you over almostOne-off games Mourinho and Conte. I think they out thought and out psyched Pochettino.
Better all round job, nobody.
I feel for Clitoral. He is misunderstood. He harbours unpopular opinions. But he gets fucken beasted everytime. It's a shame. I think I like folk who take time to pose the difficult questions.
Oh I’m sure it would a right hoot!That must be an occasion ringing with laughter.
I wish they had done a better fucken jobThey built a fuck off wall to keep you lot out pal
Do him good? Do ye know what he does when he gets a red?Break will do him good
Ahhh fuck ya Vince I was literally crying with laughter reading that.Do him good? Do ye know what he does when he gets a red?
He goes to his deaf Grandmother's assisted living place, you know it's a ground floor terrace with a walk in bath. Handles everywhere. Anyway, he goes there, unannounced, but that means fuck all cause the old cunt is deaf, makes himself right at home. But he's no happy. She's watching 15 to 1 repeats wi the wee sign language cunt giving it yeeha in the corner. The volume is through the roof. She assumes he's there for a cup o cocoa like the old days. The old days when he was nice. She fucks off to the kitchen to put a pan o milk on the hob. She's making some din, but The Hood just needed to get away from it all and clear his head. He begins to realise he came to the wrong place. He can't hear himself think. Just been carded off TFC and she's banging around in the cupboards and 15 to 1 for the deaf is fucken blaring away in the corner. Know what he does? Do ye know? He fucken undoes his tweeds and starts trying to fist his own arse right there in her living room. Now he can hear the carriage clock on the mantel as he tries to get another knuckle in. He fucken hates himself. It's all too much but he won't be defeated. He will not. Not again.
Then she comes through with the cocoa. She deaf not blind. Poor cunt.
Do him good? Do ye know what he does when he gets a red?
He goes to his deaf Grandmother's assisted living place, you know it's a ground floor terrace with a walk in bath. Handles everywhere. Anyway, he goes there, unannounced, but that means fuck all cause the old cunt is deaf, makes himself right at home. But he's no happy. She's watching 15 to 1 repeats wi the wee sign language cunt giving it yeeha in the corner. The volume is through the roof. She assumes he's there for a cup o cocoa like the old days. The old days when he was nice. She fucks off to the kitchen to put a pan o milk on the hob. She's making some din, but The Hood just needed to get away from it all and clear his head. He begins to realise he came to the wrong place. He can't hear himself think. Just been carded off TFC and she's banging around in the cupboards and 15 to 1 for the deaf is fucken blaring away in the corner. Know what he does? Do ye know? He fucken undoes his tweeds and starts trying to fist his own arse right there in her living room. Now he can hear the carriage clock on the mantel as he tries to get another knuckle in. He fucken hates himself. It's all too much but he won't be defeated. He will not. Not again.
Then she comes through with the cocoa. She deaf not blind. Poor cunt.
I feel for Clitoral. He is misunderstood. He harbours unpopular opinions. But he gets fucken beasted everytime. It's a shame. I think I like folk who take time to pose the difficult questions.
Do him good? Do ye know what he does when he gets a red?
He goes to his deaf Grandmother's assisted living place, you know it's a ground floor terrace with a walk in bath. Handles everywhere. Anyway, he goes there, unannounced, but that means fuck all cause the old cunt is deaf, makes himself right at home. But he's no happy. She's watching 15 to 1 repeats wi the wee sign language cunt giving it yeeha in the corner. The volume is through the roof. She assumes he's there for a cup o cocoa like the old days. The old days when he was nice. She fucks off to the kitchen to put a pan o milk on the hob. She's making some din, but The Hood just needed to get away from it all and clear his head. He begins to realise he came to the wrong place. He can't hear himself think. Just been carded off TFC and she's banging around in the cupboards and 15 to 1 for the deaf is fucken blaring away in the corner. Know what he does? Do ye know? He fucken undoes his tweeds and starts trying to fist his own arse right there in her living room. Now he can hear the carriage clock on the mantel as he tries to get another knuckle in. He fucken hates himself. It's all too much but he won't be defeated. He will not. Not again.
Then she comes through with the cocoa. She deaf not blind. Poor cunt.
Ahhh fuck ya Vince I was literally crying with laughter reading that.
Why, oh, why oh, why can I only funny this once.
Vince absolutely nailed it. No one, not even Ivor Cutler could have set the scene so magnificently.
Even in his wonderful ‘Life in a Scotch Sitting Room’ series.
I feel I’ve reconnected with the brother I never had.
Not half as much as we doI wish they had done a better fucken job
Same. Joining the best and biggest teams in a country and getting them to win is no achievement at all. Barcelona, Bayern, Mancity all teams where he has the best players . Many manager would win with these teams. Not that impressed with Pep at all.As an aside I’ll remain eternally disappointed with Pep until he gives himself an actual challenge.
This is such a false narrative argument made against pep, with the exception of Bayern, the teams he joined weren't the biggest or best teams in the league. He joined Barca after they had come 3rd the season before and were 3 years without winning the league, he promoted the likes of Busquets and Pedro from the youth team and won the treble in his first season, and built probably one of the most exciting and successful club teams in the history of the sport. City came 4th the year before he joined, and whilst he's spent fuck loads since being there, so have Utd and look at the difference, City have become the dominant side in the league, last year racked up the most points ever seen in the prem, he really doesn't have to go to a lesser side to prove anything, he's proved himself in 3 of the 4 top leagues.Same. Joining the best and biggest teams in a country and getting them to win is no achievement at all. Barcelona, Bayern, Mancity all teams where he has the best players . Many manager would win with these teams. Not that impressed with Pep at all.
Same way Messi has to go test himself elsewhere rather than sitting at Barcelona throughout his career to be considered one of the best of all time. So far hes done nothing great with his other team Argentina (even with a team full of talented players)
Do him good? Do ye know what he does when he gets a red?
He goes to his deaf Grandmother's assisted living place, you know it's a ground floor terrace with a walk in bath. Handles everywhere. Anyway, he goes there, unannounced, but that means fuck all cause the old cunt is deaf, makes himself right at home. But he's no happy. She's watching 15 to 1 repeats wi the wee sign language cunt giving it yeeha in the corner. The volume is through the roof. She assumes he's there for a cup o cocoa like the old days. The old days when he was nice. She fucks off to the kitchen to put a pan o milk on the hob. She's making some din, but The Hood just needed to get away from it all and clear his head. He begins to realise he came to the wrong place. He can't hear himself think. Just been carded off TFC and she's banging around in the cupboards and 15 to 1 for the deaf is fucken blaring away in the corner. Know what he does? Do ye know? He fucken undoes his tweeds and starts trying to fist his own arse right there in her living room. Now he can hear the carriage clock on the mantel as he tries to get another knuckle in. He fucken hates himself. It's all too much but he won't be defeated. He will not. Not again.
Then she comes through with the cocoa. She deaf not blind. Poor cunt.