Renton

Okay, apart from Ranieri, Conte, Mancini, Moruinho, and Ancelotti, have any managers ever been sacked after winning the league?

Rat boy just seems to hang around like a spare prick. Liverpool also just seem really shit. My money is on them winning fuck all.

Gemini says Ranieri is the only example. So that's Ranieri and Slot then.

Ranieri. Sure there's loads of examples probably.

If someone had said a decade ago I'd be cheering on ManU against anyone, including LFC, I'd be...

Just needs a few more years on the training pitch.

Isak miss. Rat cunt.

Naaah, mancs still have some swing.

You don't need to adopt a scouse accent mate.

Gerrin!

"Biggest rivalry in world football" apparently. Amazing how much those Norwegians hate celebratory cockneys.

Trainspotting was a perfect novel for the times but retrospectively filling the gaps in is both unnecessary for me and his depictions of the female characters are just borderline offensive. Begbie is a ridiculous caricature at this stage. Mind his transformation in the Blade Artist is even more absurd, although I enjoyed that novel. Write about something else or put your pen down Irvine is my advice.

Watch it for the same reason you'd watch the mackems mebbes? Hope they lose? Hope Isak suffers a catastrophic anal hernia with his guts spilling out on the pitch? I know ManU winning isn't great either but anything that keeps Amorim in a job for a bit longer is a plus. Also I want to see a chirpy Gary Neville. You would not believe how much the mackems hate him.

Question for you. Ive read everything Welsh has ever done, including his latest diabolical shit novel he wrote just ti rip off idiots like me. Anyway, what in not a single piece of his novels or interviews has he not mentioned the famous Leigh and Hibee sons, the proclaimers? I mean I know it's not really his music style, but who doesn't think Sunshine on Leith is the greatest footy anthem ever? Personally I love the lads. I've scoured the internet and found nowt about his silence on this matter. Odd.

Oooh, touche. I like to think the older I've gotten, the more I've mellowed. Some people go the opposite way, my mum for one, hope thats not me.

Its on Sky Sports. I'm not that arsed about Celtic. I mean, I'm nominally a glaswegian catholic on my mum's side and been a few times with mu uncle or cousin, watching Larson scoring hatricks usually. Still hate rangers but. My other uncle was a salesman in the Glasgow region, so to be diplomatic he chose to support his home town club in Paisley, St Mirren. They wear our colours so qualify as my Scottish club now.

Definitely prefer 'United' [\Rayvin] to win this one with Isak being shit. Want them demoralised as fuck.

Dundee beating Celtic right now. Am in one of those moods I can't be arsed to move from the couch. Fuck me though, this is dire. What's happened to Scottish football?

Aye, this stuff pisses me off. People judging other people and making assumptions. He's not going out on a stag weekend, he wants to go for a bike ride ffs. Probably good for his physical and mental health, and probably got his wife's blessing, not that it's anyone's business.

Worst thing you've ever posted. Man up soldier!

Didnt even mention it on SSN until 5 mins later. Cuts to the ground, pundit says they are hammering Wolves. But the ground is completely silent.

He's a great examplar of why we need to ditch the monarchy. Another narcissistic priveleged psychopath who lacks any empathy and self awareness. He should be doing life in prison. He should be completely cut off from the Royal family and lose his ridiculous Prince title. He's probably the worst of the lot but I despise them all.

Whose this cunt? Sorry Andrew Welcome.

First, that does look like upstairs at the Trent. Second, that does look like Alex.

I've literally made that list in my post yesterday man hey man. And the Barley Mow became the Fog and Firkin before it became stereos. Am assuming you remember old George Vickers and his harmonica? First time I ever went to the Barley Mow it was a lovely summer evening and I remember the Smiths 'There is a light' blaring out from the juke box. Was probably 16, felt like I'd finally arrived home. As you say, great crowd until Firkin firked it.