Woe is England – We Are Lions Led By Donkeys
So the Three Lions managed to stay in the hunt for a Euro birth last night with a woeful victory over a ski resort posing as a country that might be able to fit comfortably within the confines of Wembley Stadium. Since I’ve beaten the McClaren thing to death, I’ll do my best to avoid dwelling on the fact that he defies belief with his managerial ineptitude. This is not to say that all of England’s woes should be placed at his feet — he can’t do anything about the lack of player development or depth of class — but since the Almighty granted us free will and all (at least, that’s what they tell us), McClaren should be going out of his way to stop being a daft bastard and he refuses. And as far as I’m concerned, such a hellworthy trespass is worthy of swift, repeated kicks to those plywood teeth… so are remarks like this:
"What I say to the fans is stick with the players, they are giving it their all and they are out there doing it."
Interesting. I guess I missed that angle when their mockery of the game was making my eyes bleed. Shame on me for complaining, McClown… I didn’t mean to miss the 24 minutes out of the last 540 that the lads were actually out there "doing it."
In any case, I would like to extend a heap of gratitude to Fluke Lampard who apparently fractured his wrist. Though cleared to play, he was mysteriously left out of the Andorra match lineup, and after 45 horrifying minutes of typical English football, Steven Gerrard came out of the bloody woodwork for a brace before David Nugent popped in the third. Amazing what happens when Super Steve is allowed to roam in his rightful place at center with his back guarded by Owen Hargreavs, isn’t it?
I’m not one to wish injury upon others but with all of our upcoming matches falling into the "must-win" category, is it possible to pull Jeff Gillooly out of the trailer park he’s rotting in to send him after a fat, entitled bastard like Fluke? Frankly, I think an O.B.E. would be in order for such meritorious service to English sport.
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Absolute rubbish. The most absurd part of this is the way McClown is trying to treat this as a real victory. As if we went 3-0 over France or Italy or Germany.
Maybe you guys can get a real coach sometime and have a huge turnaround like the US!
Now is the word “McClown” the “personal vilification and abuse” the useless cunt – Brian Barwick – that employed McClown in the first place saying the fans have over stepped the mark with?
I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this McClown anymore!”
if Lampard is so horrible like you say then why is he the man for Chelsea??
Zach:
Fat Frank isn’t the man at Chelsea, that would belong to either Drogba, Kalou (with his late winners) or Cech at the moment. Fat Frank is only marginally successfully because he benefits from great midfield players who have a defensive mindset and are able to coverup his aimless roaming up front. In recent Chel$ki games his form hasn’t been one deserving of an England call-up especially today against Watford where he was absolute rubbish.
Lumpy also knows he has to try and perform for Chelsea to keep up with the wage structure while with England he’s guaranteed the shirt no matter how shite his performance, he’s using Gerrard as a mentor.