Red-Robbo

Not a fan of any bitter from the 70s. It's no wonder football fans used to beat shit out of each other in those days. Rage over the crap beer on offer. I gather they've brought back Watney's Party Sevens now with a completely different brew. Might be safe to try...

A can of Watney's? You'd not want a very big one.

The match where he experimented by moving Foster into midfield, must be up there with the appearances of Nicky Hunt, Lois Diony and Stefan Marinovic in the "most inept performance in a City shirt" role of shame.

It didn't. It came second. And I hate myself for knowing that,

Well that's next season's Gas run-out music sorted:

The gold standard of comedy relegations is where your fanbase has already celebrated staying up and have hung up banners to that effect, then you play an opponent wearing your away kit on the last day and from a combination of results that your shit-for-brains fans haven't foreseen you suddenly aren't staying up any more. Cue horse punching, tears, incoherent ranting etc. It's almost worth giving them hope - only to see it smashed like that.

He's made comments suggesting he wants to stay and "rebuild". But the bloke's a weapon's grade bullshitter, so you can't trust a word he says.

Never heard it called that before...

Lock up your horses!

Many folk refer to the Gas by another name beginning with W. Perhaps they therefore have a natural affinity with lower league clubs beginning with that letter?

I guess if you spend more than a decade among the footballing minnows, a mediocre crowd figure looks "reasonably large".

Be extremely funny if the latter two happened in one incident!

This interview suggests he ran the gamut of low-skill, poorly paid jobs before trying to make it as a performer. A friend's ex- played drums in one of his pre-SM bands and says Jason's quite "laddy". He is surprised by how politically minded he is these days. https://www.healio.com/news/primary-care/20210129/covid19-reduces-fertility-in-men-study-suggests With accents, I think you vary it subconsciously depending on who you spend the most time with. Now the pair make decent bunce, probably have more refined holiday destinations and spend time with journalists and record company staff, I'd be surprised if they were as broad off-stage as when performing. I can empathise. I left the West Country when I was 18 and my natural Somerset accent just faded over time and was very indistinct by the time I was reading news bulletins on Radio 4 - although I did have one arsewipe of a listener write in to complain about my "yokel pronunciation" . I've lived back down here for a decade now and my childhood accent has never entirely returned although my kids say I have a "pub voice" I use when chatting to guys I know who've never left Somerset. This is entirely subconscious. I've never deliberately tried to change my speaking voice.

The singer was a poorly paid care worker before the band took off. He grew up caring for his disabled mother in a single-parent household. I'm not a big fan of the music, but he's hardly Jacob Rees-Mogg.

Haha! That last anecdote sums them up. I had a similar experience when Mrs R and I were house-hunting. We went to one place and the male of the house was watching football on telly. "Who do you support?" I asked him. "Oh, er, Bristol Rovers," he replied, a bit sheepishly. The missus shot me a steely look as she quite liked this property and didn't want me fuhucking up any deal. She needn't have worried. The homeowner took my silence as some sort of invitation to explain and he stammered out: "Well, I, um, er, I say Rovers, but really Liverpool is my team. I just used to like Rovers when I was a kid. I don't even know who manages them these days.."

Loved the Points West trail this lunchtime. Voice over: "The battle at the bottom of League One. Bristol Rovers take on Swindon Town tonight in a crucial fixture". Screen image: A comatose body being turned over by a team of nurses. Taken together the combination must mean Rovers are a hospital case of a club, on their last legs, who are regularly turned over?

They couldn't afford to put 50p in the electricity meter.

Got to love that Gashead on R Bris afterwards, "City ur miles ahead of us. We'll neverrr catch them up", then he sounded like he was about to cry.

Aww, do we have to? As it stands I can have match days ruined without having to put any petrol in my car

Cripes. There was some power in that.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man. I've had a word with Sunday League Dave from the Dog & Duck FC and he says he'll do it for £60 a week, providing he doesn't have to hold up that bloody embarrassing scarf when he's announced. Can't work Saturdays either, 'cause he's on shifts then. Actually, scrub that. He's probably overqualified for the job, thinking about the Garner appointment.

We've got an unwanted manager they can have for free! No compensation needed. In fact, I'll stump up the bus fare to Horefield out of my own funds.

He's lost 3 matches (can't count his first, he had been there for about an hour before kick-off). In the same period of time, we've lost 8.

TBH it's the deficiencies of the current regime I'm interested in. Can't do owt about the distant past. There's at least one poster whose love of one previous manager and hatred of another is so extreme that I speculate about their mental health. All I'll say is direct comparisons are difficult. Johnson was given the freedom to buy more players, but he also had to sell players as soon as they started to look really good. Johnson achieved better results with much the same group of players, but he did have Lee Tomlin, who was key that half season as a crucial addition. Tomlin's arrival was not his work. Maybe I'm odd, but I don't love one ex-manager and hate the other. They both played an important role in establishing where I think we as a club should be, the top half of the Championship. Whether we can stay there is another - more pressing - question.