I looked at the 2006 City reserve squad to demonstrate the quality of player he had worked with and got Chef Evans and Garry Breen. I'm sure he'll have coached better development players than a 2018 Jose though.
I can't make sense of AL both wanting to fuck him off because he couldn't pay his wages and AL not doing anything he could to see him off to another club
I've only ever scored once in a proper match, and it was a truly spectacular own goal. I have however been next up in sudden death at Elland Road before the lad before me passed to the keeper. It's fair to say I was having mixed emotions
I had a plan to go right behind him at a Darlington game and loudly sing, "how many pints," before turning and running away very quickly. Singing pies might have fucked with his head even more.
I don't actually mind his school dinners stuff so much, although it obviously has to be something they'll eat. Taxing poor people and pretending to be a proper chef when he isn't annoys me. And him pretending to be best mates with the owner of every local deli. And he's a cunt
I'm trying to remember Greg Wallace saying, "this batter is light and crispy. Quick, pour half a pint of thick liquid over it before you send it out to the judges."