It'll All Come Out in the Pugwash
I believe this report truly started on Thursday for me, during a relatively new exercise at work where my fellow colleagues and I are asked about our well-being. "Yeah, I'm alright," I replied as we went round the room. "You sure? You looked miserable when you walked in this morning," a colleague replied. This was two days on from Harrogate, another occasion on which that horrible, smarmy pillock Weaver and his merry band of shithouses had got one over on us…AGAIN. Realistica
2 hours ago
Love Will Tear Us Apart — Again
First, I was going to write this in the form of complaint to the Local Trading Standards Office, citing that we had as a football club support have been mis-sold faulty goods who were unable to perform the basic functions of football and were therefore in breach of the Sale of Goods Act.
4 days ago
Dino, oh Dino. Vibes are back
Three boxes of Give 'em Beans have arrived. I've had the notification. I return from work Friday evening and there they are in the hallway. It's always an exciting moment, sliding a knife through the brown tape, ripping off the plastic wrap and seeing people's hard work and dedication in physical form. They've arrived early this time, so Saturday's plans change. And already a lot has changed since the thing went to the printers. Such is life producing a Barrow AFC-focused fan
Feb 15
Schooled in Shrewsbury
Hope, like the burgeoning waters of the Severn, rises and flows through football supporters with each turn of the fixture calendar. Despite all evidence laid in front of us, this could be the one. THIS could be it. Our ramshackle collection of knock-kneed pea hearts may be galvanised into a 90 minute performance that hints in the direction of competency. You never know. So after trips to Swindon and Notts County, once again I was heading south to raise a cheer for those Blueb
Feb 11
