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MOANINHO, is very good at deflecting what was a piss take by city players against a team of swamp rats that cost a hell of a lot of loaned money.
I think the twat has got away Scott free about how shite they really were

So the FA have decided not to take any action against the rags for the flare thrown, instead they have decided to support them in trying to identify the culprit.

What a load of fucking bollocks.

Wonderwall wrote:So the FA have decided not to take any action against the rags for the flare thrown, instead they have decided to support them in trying to identify the culprit.

What a load of fucking bollocks.

That was thrown in the direction of one of our players when we were taking a corner (I think it was Bernardo) - they should have thrown the book at the rags.

If Mou has anything about him he would have made his players listen to the celebration and use it as a tool to motivate. Instead he acted liked the petulant man we all know he is.

In regard to these pictures that keep appearing from our dressing room. I don’t personally like them, think it’s a very Arsenal think to do. We have won nothing yet. Records are nice and all that but it’s trophies that really matter IMO.

City need to set up an internal enquiry to identify who didn't thump Herrera.

Justified logic wrote:City need to set up an internal enquiry to identify who didn't thump Herrera.

I imagine he was gobbing off while hiding behind lukaku.

Well done our lads showing who are top dogs in Manchester in the enemy’s own back yard , absolutely fucking celebrate , us fans celebrated like fuck after that win as it meant so much . If bitter petulant twisted Mourinho didn’t like it then he needs to fuck off . We are bigger and better than that cunt . Pivotal moment in our season and pivotal moment in the power shift of English and Mancunian football .

CTID

City64 wrote:Well done our lads showing who are top dogs in Manchester in the enemy’s own back yard , absolutely fucking celebrate , us fans celebrated like fuck after that win as it meant so much . If bitter petulant twisted Mourinho didn’t like it then he needs to fuck off . We are bigger and better than that cunt . Pivotal moment in our season and pivotal moment in the power shift of English and Mancunian football .

CTID

Spot on 64 and nicely expressed in your own, distinctive way.

Well done to you.

I love what’s happened. Moanhio has tried to take the pressure off his team but it’s just added to the spotlight.

Plus this stuff is much better than the we’re all matey stuff. Bring it!!

Foreverinbluedreams wrote:

They missed out the bits where Mourinho graciously and respectfully celebrated a last minute winner at Real Madrid and the U n i t e d song on social media after the cup final. They deserved every ounce of having their noses rubbed in the shit.

Foreverinbluedreams wrote:

That graphic and text are so over the top and bloody ridiculous. It's like a schematics of troop movements from the second World War or summat.

And imagine putting all the work down, and still getting our batch wrong
Or maybe it's a re-hash from a previous "brawl" that we've all forgotten about, because it's frankly not that interesting.

Perhaps they should have put sound proofing in before the noisy neighbours visited but, apparently, their owners are a bit stingy.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/football/2017/12/06/countrys-best-stadium-tired-old-trafford-now-showing-age/

Mourinho needs to be reminded of when he went berserk in front of the Liverpool fans after Chelsea’s victory there. Respect? Our celebration was behind closed doors in the players’ own dressing room.

dazby wrote:Plus this stuff is much better than the we’re all matey stuff.

joe hart preferred it when we lost, just so he didn't upset his rag best mates.

blues2win wrote:Mourinho needs to be reminded of when he went berserk in front of the Liverpool fans after Chelsea’s victory there. Respect? Our celebration was behind closed doors in the players’ own dressing room.

Or this even

https://youtu.be/woWHT7kgan8

This was sent to.me, thought it was quite good.

‘‘Twas the 10th of December,
Reds 8 points behind,
Mourinho was planning,
Not one clue could he find.

Men against boys,
And this was no friendly,
2-1 at home,
Silva, Otamendi.

‘It’s not fair!’ - he whined,
He did curse and did cuss,
‘If only I’d done anything,
But park that big bus.’

It drove him insane, to the land of cuckoo,
Two assists from the clown - Romelu Lukaku.

Beaten at home for the whole world to see,
‘I know!’ said Jose,
‘I’ll blame the referee!’

Nobody laughed, it wasn’t too funny,
‘But..but...,’ came the cry,
‘At least we earn our own money!’

Unimpressed as they were,
With their teams lowly feats,
All that was left was to sing:
‘Empty seats!’

Worn out old songs,
And dreary sad rhymes,
Still living on the treble,
Hollow chants of ‘20 times’.

When all’s said and done they’re left feeling bereft,
Ranting on about history,
As is it’s all they’ve got left.

The reds fans went home, in a collective trance,
To Dublin and Belfast, London, Penzance.
But all that mattered after, by a quarter to seven,
Was the eight point gap had now grown to eleven.”

City64 wrote:Well done our lads showing who are top dogs in Manchester in the enemy’s own back yard , absolutely fucking celebrate , us fans celebrated like fuck after that win as it meant so much . If bitter petulant twisted Mourinho didn’t like it then he needs to fuck off . We are bigger and better than that cunt . Pivotal moment in our season and pivotal moment in the power shift of English and Mancunian football .

CTID

Too fucking true.

Wonderwall wrote:This was sent to.me, thought it was quite good.

‘‘Twas the 10th of December,
Reds 8 points behind,
Mourinho was planning,
Not one clue could he find.

Men against boys,
And this was no friendly,
2-1 at home,
Silva, Otamendi.

‘It’s not fair!’ - he whined,
He did curse and did cuss,
‘If only I’d done anything,
But park that big bus.’

It drove him insane, to the land of cuckoo,
Two assists from the clown - Romelu Lukaku.

Beaten at home for the whole world to see,
‘I know!’ said Jose,
‘I’ll blame the referee!’

Nobody laughed, it wasn’t too funny,
‘But..but...,’ came the cry,
‘At least we earn our own money!’

Unimpressed as they were,
With their teams lowly feats,
All that was left was to sing:
‘Empty seats!’

Worn out old songs,
And dreary sad rhymes,
Still living on the treble,
Hollow chants of ‘20 times’.

When all’s said and done they’re left feeling bereft,
Ranting on about history,
As is it’s all they’ve got left.

The reds fans went home, in a collective trance,
To Dublin and Belfast, London, Penzance.
But all that mattered after, by a quarter to seven,
Was the eight point gap had now grown to eleven.”

Brilliant

I few years ago, after Bobby left, I was thinking at Mourinho.
He is a top manager that will win things, even if it is the League Cup. At that poing I was certain he can help us become better.

Almost five years went on and watching Maureen near our club would make me vomit. Everyone want succes, wants trophies, but at what cost? Having the original snake in the dressing room, turning the likes of Silva, Tin Tin or even Raheem with his vile and disgusting way, it would be the worst thing that could had happen at City.

Mourinho is simply a cunt. Some argued that he is very similar to Clough, with his arrogance and winning mentality, but comparing Cloughie with this fella is the worst thing it the world.

Mourinho is simply a cunt. A cunt of the worst kind that lives behind him only rotten things. Thank fuck our club is organised by smart people.

Here’s another for you.

A pissed Slur Alex summons’ Moanie.


With “Not in my lifetime “ echoing still,
In the paint needing halls of the Swamp.
On his second bottle of wine,
And a fist full of pills,
He remembers past days in their pomp.

You’re showing us up for just what we are,
What we were except for one thing.
It all was much better when I was in charge,
And everyone thought I was king.

With them breaking records and us breaking nowt,
We’re pretenders consigned to our tomb.
It’s all fun and games ‘til an eye’s taken out.
Just stay in your own dressing room.

You should have shown more before our home crowd,
Deflections and lies of bare face.
Complaining about the ref and the music’s too loud.
Just wait ‘til we go around their place.

They’ll eat you alive, You’re not up to the task,
Why the hell did I ever agree.
You’re no better than Moyes or the Dutch Horse’s ass.
They’ll smell blood and go on a goal spree.

I’ll finish this glass and pop a few pills,
But nothing can ever dull this pain.
That crowd across the road are serving up thrills,
While we serve up piss in the rain.

You’re lucky you only were hit with sour milk,
When you ran into Eddie and Delph.
I’m sick of the sight of you and your ilk.
Get out or I’ll bottle you myself.