From: My Mother, although my Father had some small part.
Any chance that - just for once - just once - we could play 45 minutes of football without totally stinking the place out? Different manager, a few different personnel.... exactly the same inability to score, pass, keep the ball, play intelligent balls in behind the defence, run with the ball, tackle, defend, keep goal. Absolutely awful.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Seek peace but keep your gun handy.
I'm not a complete idiot, some parts are missing!
“Illegitemus non carborundum est (“Don’t let the bastards grind you down”).”
― Julia Child