24hoursfromtulsehill

He’s gone, according to Companies House. Everyone who’s boycotting because of Corney and Barry...it is now safe to return. See yous on Saturday?

Jim Rodford, bassist with the Kinks. Fuck my luck. Still, I’ve got high hopes for some tasty 25-point hauls in the coming year from ‘60s music survivors.

I've gone from thinking that some of the players in the prediction league are sockpuppet accounts run by Bristol and Stevie J...to thinking that all of them are. Maybe it was always that way. Interesting that "Singe" hasn't posted recently to allow the so-called premier league monkeys to catch up and save face for the game...not that it's got much face left.

Beat me to it. Cracking song that. She's still at the back of my queue after all bar one of the Coors though.

That can be arranged.

I was thinking about it to be fair but decided not to on the grounds of taste. After all, what is this thread about if not dignity, respect and decorum?

“Fast” Eddie Clark of Motörhead. Another band dying in order of talent.

I see that you and Stevie J are far too busy to tend to the sockpuppet accounts.

This is exactly what we need. A stand-in keeper who goes full old skool by not wearing gloves. His outfield days might be behind him...as, alas, are mine...but he could still do a job for us if Dickfingers gets injured (very unlikely) or sent off (50% chance every game). Anyone else taking their boots today?

Rose of Denmark. You need to be really, really careful because of Charlton’s super-fierce hooligans.

Playing the percentages with a ’60s music theme this year. Mick Jagger Keith Richards Ronnie Wood Bill Wyman Charlie Watts Paul McCartney Ringo Starr Gerry Marsden Ray Davies Dave Davies Phil The Greek 21 February (although he’s obviously already dead).

It is though isn't it? The premier league? The number of yellow boxes in that first graphic is shocking. I know it's a free swing in the stiffs league and that they're not chasing the big prize...which makes it a different game altogether...but this is getting silly now.

Premier league is embarrassing.

They all look the same to me.

Turfed off the return train in Stratford. Forfeit-wise, I'm happy enough with the "find X, missing in Stratford since Saturday" posts I've seen on Faceache.

A couple of people turned up on Saturday with bottles of Singha beer. Game's gone.

Right. Challenge accepted. Cruthless tomorrow. Ya cuntz.

It’s one of these New Oasis things. Green Lager has always been and always will be the Official Travel Drinks Partner for OASIS.

Nah I’m fine. I can walk, but only about as fast as my grandparents (who are all dead).

I'm sure he's fine after what he got away with. Purley obviously. As in Purley King, Purley gates and Purley necklace.

Zorrro's fine. Honestly. He's doing a grand job as part of the aggregate holding up the Purely bypass.

Is the season over yet? No. Thank you. It's true. I am yesterday's man. Back in my day the stiffs didn't get anywhere near the number of points of the top half of the prem. Back in my day, you had to fight people like Dave Collinge if you wanted to win stuff. Singe literally isn't the same league. Back in my day, the prem was competitive and exciting. When Dave Collinge wins this season, it'll be his least favourite title (we've talked about this, man to man, as the only amateur and professional Champions). Why will it be his least favourite title? Because the competition is shite and the arsehole was ripped out of the tournament by corrupt disciplinary actions, giving the title to the highest bidder (a shameful phase)...and the subsequent retirement of a player who made the game what it was. It's going down the chute faster than rugby fucking league.

Just get a pint in the Spoons at Liverpool Street and wait. (I'm hiding in plain sight the fact that I could get there earlier.)

Tap room. You on the 1155?

Bet he doesn't.