Two in one go :D

You’re wrong Dave, there are some posters on the message board that need a really big reality check and drag the board into a relentless succession of drivel posts.

The site I feel is excellent in its content and information, there is a huge difference. Remember these lads do this as a hobby using their own spare time, just so that this drivel can have a place.

The good thing about it, is that it can all be brought back up next season when things are so much rosier after Senor Martinez has done exactly what was asked of him (maybe not in the way imagined) – survive.

His next task is to build, I wish people would look at some of the results pages on this site and see that these are NOT bad times.

But they are not relegated yet, West Ham could lose to Fulham 4-0, then lose to City on the last day by a record 13-0 score line.

Hull could beat us 4-0 and scrap a 3-0 win on the last day against Liverpool…..

Why not, WHU have some really average games to play, no big boys (unfortunately as I would love, along with most of the couyntry, for these to go). Wolves could get safe, Hull could as well if they could start getting the rub of the green.
I agree about Burnley, I think they are doomed.

Saying that though there will be plenty of twists I am sure and we need to get a few more points yet.

IRISH SAUSAGES
Shamus and Murphy fancied a pint or two but didn’t have a lot of money between them, they could only raise the staggering sum of one Euro.
Murphy said ‘Hang on, I have an idea.’
He went next door to the butcher’s shop and came out with one large sausage.
Shamus said ‘Are you crazy? Now we don’t have any money at all!’
Murphy replied, ‘Don’t worry – just follow me.’
He went into the pub where he immediately ordered two pints
of Guinness and two glasses of Jamieson Whisky.
Shamus said ‘Now you’ve lost it. Do you know how much trouble we will be in? We haven’t got any money!!’
Murphy replied, with a smile. ‘Don’t worry, I have a plan , Cheers! ‘
They downed their Drinks. Murphy said, ‘OK, I’ll stick the sausage through my zipper and you go on your knees and put it in your mouth.’
The barman noticed them, went berserk, and threw them out.
They continued this, pub after pub, getting more and more drunk, all for free.
At the tenth pub Shamus said ‘Murphy – I don’t think I can do any more of this. I’m drunk and me knees are killing me!’
Murphy said, ‘How do you think I feel? I can’t even remember which pub I lost the sausage in.’