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I went ballistic when that happened. Dirty fucker hit Robbo from behind. In real time that looked like a red. The replays just made it more infuriating. Then that cunt went through Mane and only got a warning. No card. I completely lost my rag then. Apoplectic, I was. Not one of our lads stepped up, got in his face or even tried to get a tackle on him. Never mind Souness, Gerrard or Xabi would have let him know that if he was going to dish it out he'd have to take some too. I was surprised Milner didn't run through him. I'm still fucking livid.

Cheers for the report Dave. Isn't Fabinho meant to be boss at penalties? I'm sure I read somewhere that he was the penalty taker at Monaco.

Cheers for the report Dave. The confidence and belief from a win like that is infectious. At this level, what separates teams isn't just tactics, technique or fitness, it's the mental strength that nothing can stop us. That we can beat anybody. That belief is earned through wins like last night and my word haven't we been earning it over the past season. On another note you've nailed my school and uni years with this: They’re like me in junior school when I got by on my big brain. I didn’t need to study or revise because, all modesty aside, I was just cleverer than everyone else. Then I got to seniors and everyone passed me by because I was so lazy and couldn’t be arsed doing any schoolwork, and my big brain alone wasn’t enough anymore. There were kids nowhere near as clever as me coming away with A’s and B’s, while I was failing everything and proving to be a massive disappointment to my parents.

I see your Brazilian Rock Bottom and raise you (uh...lower you) the MLS. The MLS makes Sunday Pub League look fair and gentlemanly.

Thought the same of him when we played them. Though he did fade fast in that game. Wan-Bissaka too... that young right back for Crystal Palace played well against Mane I thought.

Even our local paper spent the first half of their coverage on the dickhead. Second part is about the family he killed. http://www.sandiegouniontribune.com/news/public-safety/sd-me-fatal-follow-20180824-story,amp.html That freeway is always packed during rush hour. That Carroll Canyon exit he apparently took to get onto the 805 the wrong way is one up from my work exit. And if it's where I'm thinking it's a long on ramp to be going the wrong way. He's 18, done a few videos, made a ton cash and then thrown his toys out the pram when he couldn't keep earning the cash. Twat. Ruin your life by all means, but now you've taken out another family too? Cunt. Correction: was 18.

Sweet. Thank you.

What a great article. Cheers for posting it here. The town did not share the US Army’s segregationist attitudes. According to the author Anthony Burgess, who spent time in Bamber Bridge during the war, when US military authorities demanded that the town’s pubs impose a colour bar, the landlords responded with signs that read: “Black Troops Only”. The extent to which this rankled the white American troops is shown by the comments of a lieutenant: This sort of attitude exemplifies the particular resentment over the way black troops openly fraternised with white British women – and many of the confrontations during this period were sparked by the ease of interracial relationships in a British rather than American context. The military authorities tried to push back against this by imposing Jim Crow segregation in Britain, so that when the black American world heavyweight boxing champion Joe Louis visited on a propaganda tour in 1944 he encountered blatant discrimination from the troops he was visiting, as he had at home. The events in Bamber Bridge encapsulated these Jim Crow practices – and the wider paradox of the open-armed welcome from the local residents coupled with resentment of that welcome by white American troops. The pub was a place of sanctuary for black troops where they mingled with, mainly friendly, locals, and where the segregation many had to endure in the American South was thankfully absent. Local resident Gillian Vesey recalled how, as a young barmaid at the Olde Hob Inn, she stood up for African American soldiers against attempts by white Americans to impose discriminatory practices in the pub, insisting that the American white soldiers wait their turn rather than expecting to be served before their black colleagues. Keeping a segregated army in the context of fighting for democracy became untenable, and in 1948 the then US president Harry Truman signed Executive Order 9981 which eventually led to an integrated army. While the convictions of the troops involved at Bamber Bridge were largely commuted or overturned, soldiers returned to Jim Crow segregation in the US, with the reality that some veterans were lynched in their uniforms. But the new freedoms they experienced in Europe meant they were not prepared to put up with discrimination, racism and racial violence again. As veteran Wilford Strange said in the documentary film Choc’late Soldiers from the USA:

Penalty. Brighton. 3-1 Brighton

Shaw never should have got his shot/cross away. And then the Brighton defenders were caught ball watching. Not enough pressure on Lukaku. Oooo. Free kick Brighton. 30yards out. Just to the right of goal. Over the bar Knockert

Holy Shit. You little beauty. 2nil. Up Brighton

What a deft touch by Murray. 1 nil Brighton

So two of us then. I remember chatting to mates after the Roma game, that if some cunt runs through Salah (or Mane) in the final, we should try Moreno there with his speed. Obviously Salah and Mane have a lot more than just speed, but with a couple of weeks till the Final, the squad could adequately prepare for the facists' dirty tactics. I was told to stop chatting shite. Fair enough, it was silly enough a thought at the time, but who knows, could have been a wild card. Coulda, Shouda, Woulda I guess.

I'm almost positive Argentina had a Walter McDonald in the 90s. Can't find anything about him online.

I wasn't this nervous before Istanbul, Athens or Basel. I wasn't this nervous at my wedding. Come on you good thing. Lets fucking do this.