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People that decide to tailgate you in appalling weather, mainly on 50 or 60 stretches. Literally, about 4ft from my bumper, with their poxy headlights dazzling me in the rear view mirror. Just what I need, consistently, it always makes motoring such fun.

In that time we capitulated to Swansea, got stuffed by Sheff Utd, and put out a very tired team to get two unconvincing points against Cardiff and Bristol. Then there’s the continuous issue of the squad, the takeover, then that shower of shit yesterday. Logically, we’re not improving. We’re...

Could just be my lingering frustration at being dumped out of the cup by part timers, but it’s times like these that I wonder why I still love the club so much. The anxiety over the takeover, the onfield issues, our fragility as a club in general. Probably going to lose the players holding the...

Positives…positives… …nope.

Embarrassing. Even when we were pressing on them in the last 20 minutes, we were sloppy and finished poorly. This could have been pivotal; a good cup run, confidence boost to a depleted squad that’s feeling the pressure, but no. We hand 4 goals to a bunch of jumped up part timers who...

This ref is a tosser. And these half wits are falling over at will.

Vik hits the post!!!! Come on City!!

Oh my word. Should have been 4-4

Come on City, they’re there for the taking.

That was nearly the equaliser, aargh!!

Yeeeees! 3-4

Someone give this some welly.

Gus and Kane coming on.

2-4, come on.

This will impact confidence in the league, guarantee it, unless we can pull it out of the bag and get our shit together. Just seen the second, not sure how Moore didn’t get a hand on that. He was literally in the right spot to gather it; he wasn’t focused. Come on City, ffs.

There we are then. Awful goal to concede.

Oh. Well, looks like I missed an interesting half. 😳 How crap have we been?

Is the takeover hopefully imminent, or imminently hopeful? Two contradictory remarks from MR there. He’s probably not privy to any more information than: “Next Tuesday, Mark, 100%”.

Salad puns and canal shitting, this is what we’ve been reduced to. Egg-citement for a Turds-day afternoon.

I will radish the day this is all over, Caesar SISU by the nuts and scream: “Lettuce have the club back, cos tomato-rrow you’ll be celery-ing Vik for pea-nuts.” Ham I making sense?