I've had several beers, and l love picking faults with all of you ballbags. But enough is enough. Fucking bring us home. None of this several years bollocks. I miss the whole Saturday football thing. I miss being annoyed.
I miss shouting c**t.
I miss grabbing the nearest twat to me when we score.
I miss watching Coventry City.
I miss the Wheatsheaf.
I miss seeing the same old twats home and away.
I miss talking football.
I miss the release football gives me.
Enough is enough. I'm not even sure what we can do, but I've got a spade and a broken lawn mower. Let's start from there.