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Nor am I, just fancied a riff on Britain's Angriest/Bitterest fans.

Angry supporters confronting players in the street after a home game, during the transfer window + club's owners and directors advised not to attend home game + shit team on the slide = not a very appealing club to join. Own goal by the Angry/Bitter Everton fans? (Some) Football Lads are Thick As Shit, and don't know what TF they're doing (when they get angry).

Davefevs and Mr Popodopolous will be all over the amortisation on that deal ....

What if they just retort: "Champions of League One!" Where do we go then?

Thank you, Richard

Possibly 1974, quarter final v Liverpool.

I dunno. We've got a central defender from Bath who played for Plymouth during his professional development, and, er, well that's one similarity.

Cock-er-nee spivs, mate. Don't be taken in

I too like the home produced players coming through, it's certainly interesting, and satisfying, if not yet remarkable.

We are so unremarkable, it's painful. This is why The Few eventually settled on their comedy, pantomime strip because they were/are never going to be recognised for any thing they do on the pitch.

Any sort of effort involved in watching Bristol City is anathema to proper laid-back, can't-be-arsed Bristolian West Country Bristol City fans - it’s why none of us ever go to away games further east than Fulham or north of Birmingham (or west of Swansea). Too much effort. Can't be arsed. All those Plymouth and Rovers fans following their teams in their thousands around the country whatever the distance or weather are a disgrace, and clearly not proper West Country.

Does your right ear need the compacted wax removed?

Mason Mount?

Two words: Made in Guernsey.

But not bleedin Wrexham. Please.

15? Crummy Moses! Come on then, who can name them 15 (not you, GrahamC. Nor you, Davefevs. And Harry, not you)?

The BBC trailed our televised cup tie v West Ham in 2014/15 by describing us as: "the Sleeping Giant of the West," it's not like we describe ourselves as such. Not our fault if the BBC have never interrupted people waiting to watch Eastenders or The Repair Shop by referring to Luton as the "Sleeping Giant of that bit of the country somewhere between the Midlands and London, not far from the M1." We're not giant, we're middle fer diddle (but not top of the league, sadly). The "Sleeping" bit is accurate, mind.

A pre-season friendly? Or 3rd round FA Cup tie at home to a L1 or 2 side with about 120 fans following them?

Commands his area, superb on crosses, but not much of a shot-stopper, from what I've heard.

Thanks for being quite honest.

Bloke booked someone three times at a World Cup, GrahamP wasn't it?

You don't need "data," mate, you just need to know which one is "the first in in the morning, and the last to leave," and the one that stays out on the training pitch to practice a few more dead balls after all the others have gone inside.

Running towards adversity, remember? That was (one of) the (many) vacuous sentiments plastered about the place (because Eddie Howe did this at Bournemouth so it must work). So we ran toward the inevitable let-down of signing Lee Tomlin. Because Lee had been to that Michelin starred cafe run by the SAS to observe people working under pressure.

It's preferable to have one manager at a time, yes

To be shot?