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Furlong's goal against Oldham would be ultimate limbage for me. Under the lights, final minutes, just after a massive save - the second that Clarke played the ball through you knew it was a goal, and yet, and yet, this is QPR.
It was like someone drawing back a curtain and giving you a tantalising glimpse of a world where you never have to play Port Vale and Chesterfield again.
The country has been governed for 14 years by self-entitled Etonian wànk-in-someone-elses-sock necroswinophiliacs. I'm actually surprised we're not in worse shape.
I'm getting better at understanding what Nourry is actually saying in these press releases.
"Andre's career is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the matrix. He was the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which will lead him, inexorably, to Conference football."
Come on lads, everyone knows the normal form game model is defined by the 3-tuple, Γ = 〈N,A,{uj}j∈N〉, where N is the set of players, A is the action space, and uj is the utility function for player j (each player in N has its own utility function).
Honestly, sometimes talking football on this board is like showing a dog a card trick...
Watching Palarse running a massive pork sword through what's left of Man U, you can't look past Olisse. If Eze had taken either of his chances this would be a gob-bumming.
Enslaved Roman general Maximus must fight for his life and freedom in front of a capacity Anfield crowd whose sole contribution after singing "You'll Never Walk Alone" is to subject him to an increasingly ponderous stream of one-sided scouse "banter".
Soft Ladiator
(guest-starring Oliver Reed as "Our Kid Proximo").
I'm going to say I love the way Eze doess the drop-step for a penalty. Hull away, Preston at home - you can almost see the keeper going "must not get sat down, must not get sat down, must not...ahh shìt"
Sean Bean* runs the Sheffield Utd squad through a series of murderous dragon and wolf-infested pre-season drills in a freezing arctic wasteland populated by the inbred and undead**: Game of Cones
A tour de force from De Niro in the chilling tale of an ex-convict's struggles to overcome an irrational phobia of French batter-based treats: Crêpe Fear.
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