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Philgas is a typical gas head. Wants to portray themselves has plucky old Rovers who are the family club and are everyone else's 2nd favourite club because they have the best fans in the world, and then want to claim they have some of the top hooligans in the country. You and your fans and the club as all are a complete joke. Your club is really beyond parody.

I think it's great he signed off saying **** the gas.

I threw various bits of chicken back at them. They just grabbed the breasts.

And gasheads who weren't pointing at the moon were pointing at KFC in awe, because they love fine dining.

Hi Phil, just a quick question from me, not at all related to the post I've quoted, but... Does it bother you at all that a couple of days ago the front page of your official website was... "No car boot sale this Saturday" Now, needless to say I'm not a big fan of the gas, but even I felt embarrassed for you. How small time can you get?

Yawn.

You are well known for your sarcasm, here's another case of gasheads famous sarcasm.

I think it's great Phils gone all Danny Dyer..Is that why you took karate lessons Philly?

You might want to rephrase that!!

What an absolute f-cking clown, typical sag. Keep posting Philgas, please... #FTG

Phil, I know you are not involved in that sort of thing any more, but there is something I have always wondered. What does it feel like to punch a horse? Does it make you feel big? ... like a real man?

Most KFC 'restaurants' have that effect on me as well.

Phil even if true (which is dubious) yet more evidence of how far behind the times your team and supporters actually are. PS:- The buzzing was because they ran out of fries.

I don't suppose they installed a Gashead as chairman of the Rugby club (Arthur Holmes), who leant the Rugby chaps some money to build a stand they couldn't afford. Then, once it was found they couldn't repay him what he was owed, he sold half of the ground to BRFC owners Dunceford and son, who then paid £10k for the other half because the rugby club had gone bankrupt. The club put into liquidation by the Rovers supporting rugby club chairman, who'd taken the £2m original selling price money leaving the rugby club with nowt. Some say the other directors were sweetened with some land at Filton, and the rugby club chairman was made a lifelong president of BRFC, for his services to BRFC. Is that what you're referring to?

They have put that up as a tribute to that ranting, tearful Gashead who on relegation made a song and dance about surviving the Thatcher years.

IKEA took the tote end. That's all.

Why are they all standing like ******* Mighty Morphin Power Rangers?

I agree Phil, #FTG.

#FTG

I really like this post, it cheered me up, I like car booty's as well and I recognise the naughty boy reference. The only thing I would say is I believe as I suspect deep down you do, BRFC are already 'there' and if BCFC do take off (and remember this is BCFC we are talking about) then I suspect local league derbies will become even more of a distant memory, maybe the odd cup game or testimonial. But I admire your loyalty and it's good to read you sometime normal posts, I would say best of luck for the season but I wouldn't mean it. Keep on posting though Phil.

Nowadays I'm a changed man teaching martial arts to all ages and also a PT plus my job at Horfield so avoid all conflicts unless real situations for defusing them .. I did as a lot of us did back in the day get into the odd scrape or two .. I have a number of red supporting students whome I enjoy top banter with .. I'm definitely no Danny Dyer just enjoy the football now .. Used to love our rivalry years back and enjoy coming on here seeing what's going on at The Gas ( get more info from you lot ) Carboot sales are awesome just like fruit markets n stuff .. get lots of bargains mind !! .. I do come in peace and as I said enjoy reading stuff about us .. Hands up I was once upon a time a naughty boy but then so were a lot of you .. BRFC will eventually get there in the end .. at least we've got standing facilities and extra portaloos now !! Oh and more burger sheds etc .. Things can only get better. . FTG bye for now lads

Chicken wings were flying everywhere, it was carnage.

It was the Crosshands , but the point is still valid and true.

That wouldn't bother me. The Gas 'hard men' on the other hand..... Cold corn on the cob pushed them right over the edge.

Me too, Taylor is my bet.

Was that when you organised that police escort from the Kings head?

Sorry Phil, how exactly was the last trip to AG a 'piss take' for the Gas? Your rabble were embarrassing from where I was stood and the lads closest to the netting on the Gas side in the EE looked shell shocked for most of the game. A couple at the front suddenly became all brave as soon as the 'Robo Cops' arrived. ...and this KFC thing gets chucked around constantly by you lot, maybe you could explain what actually happened, I heard some kids starting shouting at your fans leaving the ground and you chased them. No doubt you'll tell me that it was 100 CSF.

And the piece d' resistance: the Rugby club (former owners don't forget) having to pay rent to play at 'their' ground.

I'm thinking that they must have leant Cheltenham one of their goalkeepers....

Nought wrong with Newquay Rd when i was a young. I've put the picture right.

I fear for that apple leaf.

If you call full scale riots, smashed up pubs and the police helicopter up in the sky due to running battles on Stanley Park a celebration, you must have definitely have been brought up in Knowle West!... That was my experience of that Derby in 2003 anyway.

Cheers! I do... working from home has its benefits...I said it in may, will say it again...I don't get any sadistic pleasure from having a go at you lot- a bit of banter is good and, to be fair you lot have some ammunition to play with...no knuckle dragging here, rather see City do well than say..Cardiff...I laugh a lot at the more subtle humour here and wish you well...

Well you weren't born/there then.....Liar,liar South Stand/ Trumpton on fire !

Think you'd find we wouldn't want to share even if you'd built a camp nou...that's not deluded just reality.On another note I think City have bought really well and you'll have a top half finish..(christ that hurt typing that)...we'll survive league one which most Rovers fans would accept for now...

1) Could've had him for free a couple of weeks back if we wanted. 2) I thought you didn't need the money anymore? 3) We've already got someone to wash the kit.

At the end of the 1962/63 season Con Stevens admitted to me that his policy of #destitutionnotrelocation had failed and we needed to find some cash from somewhere fast. I mentioned this to Alfie Biggs and he told me his brother Ron may be able to help which is how we found ourselves in early August 1963 at a hastily improvised training camp next to a railway line in Buckinghamshire. The idea was to disguise ourselves as footballers, hold up the London bound mail train and overwhelm the Post Office staff with our quartered shirts and pirate badges. Then we would use a sublime series of bird noises (or tweets) to trick them into donating the millions of pounds they were carrying to us instead of letting it fall into the hands of those greedy investment bankers in the City. It was a disingenuous plan but one which I felt we were capable of carrying off provided our wing halves tucked in behind our inside forwards and Alfie kept off the George’s bitter. In typical Rovers fashion things soon started to go awry when Doug Hillard Sports failed to deliver the shirts in time forcing us to wear training smocks borrowed from the Coates Cider factory at Nailsea. Then, when the box of badges was opened, we found the intense heat that summer had made the Pirates go limp from the wrist downwards. But our final undoing came when the train sailed past our “stop, we are billionaires” banner only to come to a halt at a red signal half a mile down the track where Alfie’s brother and his gang quickly started loading the mail sacks into an old army truck. I know when I am beaten so rather than confront the cocky band of synthetic Chelsea hustlers who were making away with our money I decided on a hasty retreat back to Bristol. Con Stevens was angry of course, and gave Ian a terrible spanking, but at least he had his plan B to fall back on which was to sell the ground to Ikea. Tragically the lads and I never received a penny of royalties from the film of whole sorry episode which starred my friend the delightful Joan Collins and in which I was portrayed by Dame Margaret Rutherford. To be continued …

#WeAreSkintButDontTellTheFansTheyWillBeleiveAnything

After picking her son up from school one day, the mother asks him what he did at school. The kid replies, "I had sex with my teacher." She gets so mad that when they get home, she orders him to go straight to his room. When the father returns home that evening, the mother angrily tells him the news of what their son had done. As the father hears the news, a huge grin spreads across his face. He walks to his son's room and asks him what happened at school, the son tells him, "I had sex with my teacher." The father tells the boy that he is so proud of him, and he is going to reward him with the bike he has been asking for. On the way to the store, the dad asks his son if he would like to ride his new bike home. His son responds, "No thanks Dad, my butt still hurts."