Keepy Ups

“I am disappointed to be leaving Newcastle United but I wish the club all the best for the remainder of the season and for the future.”

Big Sam Splits with Newcastle

Kevin Keegan was 15 years ago, and he didn't fucking win anything. You're not going to achieve that success without some patience.

I for once can't wait for Alan Shearer to fail so that everyone can stop going on about him.

Posted by Chrissy at 1:33 PM 0 comments    

Labels: Big Sam, Ideas to Blow up in one's Face, Newcastle, Sam Allardyce

I just got in from work (it's 9 pm my time). I don't have the energy to go into psycho getting sacked. I will however, post my letters to football365 that I sent this morning. Let's hope they get in the mailbag tomorrow.

I'm not going to say that Psycho didn't make some bad choices.
(Signing Mpenza, Ball, and Beasley was friggin inspired though). But
they were by the fact that Wardle didn't give enough of a fuck to give
Psycho the transfer kitty he needed to make good buys. Give him crap
money, you get gambles and crap players. Morientes scored 5 goals for
Liverpool last year, just one more than our useless greek striker, and
Rafa had the existing Talent and more money than Psycho did to make it
work.

If you look at the transfer windows for the teams in the premiership
at the beginning of this season, over the last 2 years, city turned
the biggest profit.
WHAT? This is not time to make profit! Fuck off.

Big Sam supposedly wants to come to City, but that's not going to
happen without transfer Money. Jewell's resignation does point to him
coming to the Blues, but it's going to be the same shit different
manager unless we get new owners.

City should buck the trend and have our new owner be *gasp* English.
(Oh ok British and Irish are ok too). Ranson needs to do a Glazer
like hostile take over. I do not trust that Thai baby killer. Ranson
will stick with City and not get bored if we're not top 4 in a year.
Out of 20 teams in the League-they can't all finish top 4. We need an
owner who understands that and I don't think Asian and North American
owners do...

HAHA Can you imagine City being in the top 4?!?! Jesus...

*real name* CTID


Actually what's worse than finishing 14th with 2 less points than last
year and losing our Manager etc etc is the new FUCKING HIDEOUS kits
that Citeh launched today.

I wonder if they fired psycho today to distract everyone from the
worst kits in premier league history.

Seriously, check them out at the club website. They suck Le Coq (Sportif)

*real name* CTID (still buying a shirt though because they are so
ugly I need that bit of history)

Posted by Chrissy at 9:18 PM 0 comments    

Labels: Kits, Manchester City, Paul Jewell, Sam Allardyce, Stuart Pearce

Posted by Chrissy at 11:51 AM 0 comments    

Labels: England, English Premiership, Manager Drama, Manchester City, Sam Allardyce, Stuart Pearce

My most favorite kopite sent me news this morning of Joey Barton's arrest...I was on the subway though, and couldn't respond or look for the news.

Subject: joeys been arrested

Assault and crim damage
Bbc.co.uk/sport
Haha
You are the new west ham

Oh that must be that famous scouse with I hear oh so much about!

Also, when checking out some news sites today saw this little gemlet from FoxSports (who incidently still have Claudio Reyna up on their City front page--so take what they say with large grains of salt and a machine gun):

But it appears chairman John Wardle has decided a change of manager is needed - and has already placed Bolton boss Sam Allardyce and Wigan counterpart Paul Jewell at the top of his wanted list.

I'm a staunch Pearce supporter. He's not proven to me yet that he doesn't know what he's talking about, sorry. THAT SAID, Jesus...if there was a possibility to get Big Sam or Paul Jewell at City I'd quickly change my tune. Pearce is inexperienced, not stupid, Allardyce and Jewell are neither.

I have something to say about the holier than thou fucks saying "true fans" don't complain. "True Fans" especially City fans have discerning taste...that's why we support City and not the rags. To not voice outrage when your club is performing badly is patronizing and really unrealistic to expect of people who pour their heart and soul into something for decades. Booing is a Mancunian's (and sports fan's) god given inalienable right! Then again, I'm cut from the cloth of supporters who throw snowballs at Santa Claus-and are known as the worst sports fans in the world.

Posted by Chrissy at 9:21 AM 0 comments    

Labels: England, English Premiership, I played shit here's my book, Manchester City, Paul Jewell, Sam Allardyce, Stuart Pearce