Quote from: Rodders on November 02, 2019, 10:48:55 PMQuote from: walsall villain on November 02, 2019, 10:13:44 PMI think it would be sensible if away fans were all held back at full time on dramatic days like today. It wasn’t good walking past the away end. Upset villa fans and gloating away fans, not a good mix.I live in deepest rural Shropshire, prime Redscouse turf. After following the last few nail-biting minutes in the car, and with melancholy and frustration broiling my guts like month-old half-rotted cabbage, I took Mrs Rodders and Mini Rodders Jnr to our local for tea.We'd been sitting down for a while; I'm on my second pint of Three Tuns XXX, Mini Rodders Jnr's fish, chips and beans and beans had been served, and a youngish bearded bloke in shooting tweeds came up to our table and asked - in best, broadest Shropshire - if I was "the Villa fan"When I replied in the affirmative, he grinned and started dancing around the table, flicking the V's and singing, "fuck you motherfuckerrrr, we had you, we fucking had you, you fucking looosseersss"I've never even had that sort of interaction with my hated Nose Stepdad or his family, never mind a stranger in a pub where my home ground is sixty miles away and his eighty-five. When I invited him to desist he tried to get his mates involved. In front of the Missus and the 3 year old. Utter, utter wankishness that typifies the club and its plastic support. He sounds like he's from Hereford, Rodders. Or, heaven forfend, Wales.
Quote from: walsall villain on November 02, 2019, 10:13:44 PMI think it would be sensible if away fans were all held back at full time on dramatic days like today. It wasn’t good walking past the away end. Upset villa fans and gloating away fans, not a good mix.I live in deepest rural Shropshire, prime Redscouse turf. After following the last few nail-biting minutes in the car, and with melancholy and frustration broiling my guts like month-old half-rotted cabbage, I took Mrs Rodders and Mini Rodders Jnr to our local for tea.We'd been sitting down for a while; I'm on my second pint of Three Tuns XXX, Mini Rodders Jnr's fish, chips and beans and beans had been served, and a youngish bearded bloke in shooting tweeds came up to our table and asked - in best, broadest Shropshire - if I was "the Villa fan"When I replied in the affirmative, he grinned and started dancing around the table, flicking the V's and singing, "fuck you motherfuckerrrr, we had you, we fucking had you, you fucking looosseersss"I've never even had that sort of interaction with my hated Nose Stepdad or his family, never mind a stranger in a pub where my home ground is sixty miles away and his eighty-five. When I invited him to desist he tried to get his mates involved. In front of the Missus and the 3 year old. Utter, utter wankishness that typifies the club and its plastic support.
I think it would be sensible if away fans were all held back at full time on dramatic days like today. It wasn’t good walking past the away end. Upset villa fans and gloating away fans, not a good mix.
Rodders, what an absolute tosser.All the best mate, lets hope revenge in the League Cup.
Quote from: Sexual Ealing on November 02, 2019, 10:55:52 PMQuote from: Rodders on November 02, 2019, 10:48:55 PMQuote from: walsall villain on November 02, 2019, 10:13:44 PMI think it would be sensible if away fans were all held back at full time on dramatic days like today. It wasn’t good walking past the away end. Upset villa fans and gloating away fans, not a good mix.I live in deepest rural Shropshire, prime Redscouse turf. After following the last few nail-biting minutes in the car, and with melancholy and frustration broiling my guts like month-old half-rotted cabbage, I took Mrs Rodders and Mini Rodders Jnr to our local for tea.We'd been sitting down for a while; I'm on my second pint of Three Tuns XXX, Mini Rodders Jnr's fish, chips and beans and beans had been served, and a youngish bearded bloke in shooting tweeds came up to our table and asked - in best, broadest Shropshire - if I was "the Villa fan"When I replied in the affirmative, he grinned and started dancing around the table, flicking the V's and singing, "fuck you motherfuckerrrr, we had you, we fucking had you, you fucking looosseersss"I've never even had that sort of interaction with my hated Nose Stepdad or his family, never mind a stranger in a pub where my home ground is sixty miles away and his eighty-five. When I invited him to desist he tried to get his mates involved. In front of the Missus and the 3 year old. Utter, utter wankishness that typifies the club and its plastic support. He sounds like he's from Hereford, Rodders. Or, heaven forfend, Wales.Wasn’t aware that Herefordians had any interest in football. North Wales types have a bit of a scouse affinity..
nice comments by Klopp there: "in a stadium like this, full of excitement and positivity at the situation, finally in the Premier League, what a stadium, what a club"
Quote from: pauliewalnuts on November 02, 2019, 11:29:58 PMnice comments by Klopp there: "in a stadium like this, full of excitement and positivity at the situation, finally in the Premier League, what a stadium, what a club"It is an incredible stadium, I swear it never fails to impress me
Quote from: pauliewalnuts on November 02, 2019, 11:29:58 PMnice comments by Klopp there: "in a stadium like this, full of excitement and positivity at the situation, finally in the Premier League, what a stadium, what a club"Patronising toe rag. Ferguson used to make similar comments. I would rather they leave Villa Park thinking what a hell hole it is.