Good news indeed. Hope he makes a decent recovery.
Good news indeed. Hope he makes a decent recovery.
They are talking of a cardiac incident. Similar to Muamba.
Heart attack seems to be the diagnosis of choice for deaths on the pitch.
Although there are a few beauties here: List of association footballers who died while playing - Wikipedia
Lang may yer lum reek...
Lulu off the mark.
Good to have bank on him being the top scorer.
And a nice tribute to his Inter team mate
These Russians are as bad as the Turks
The Russian team is invariably shit, but there is always a story about their side.
In the days of the USSR they had some great players, most of whom came from the Ukraine such as Oleg Blokhin but, despite their talent, they they were never a threat in my lifetime until 1988 when they somehow reached the finals before being beaten by the great Holland team of Gullit and Van Basten.
Now, despite football being even more popular than ice hockey, and being the national game, a population of 145 million can barely raise a truly competitive team. There are many reasons for this, but corruption ranks high, as does elevating 3rd world imports, who they racially abuse, thus blocking genuine young Russian talent that can't find their way on local pitches cos the money has been spunked/pilfered elsewhere. Like most areas of society, rampant corruption hampers progression.
Yours, Hal, who is a genuine football lover first and foremost.
C'mon you Croatian slags!!!!
Let's av it!!!
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
Everyone seems to know the score
They've seen it all before
They just know
They're so sure
That England's gonna throw it away
Gonna blow it away
But I know they can play
'Cause I remember
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
So many jokes, so many sneers
But all those oh-so-nears
Wear you down
Through the years
But I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Linekar scored
Bobby belting the ball
And Nobby Dancing
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
Three Lions on a shirt
Shalom
t Pie, Sausage Roll
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Meat Pie, Sausage Roll lyrics
Elvis,
the atmosphere's bobbing,
grab that tambourine
Alright Dad,
let's kick a good beat
Intro....
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Down at some foreign ground
the England fans look around
All seems lost the end
seems nigh till a little
old man starts to cry:
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Ooh.... we've got a corner
A fire breaks out
in the England end
A policeman comes
to apprehend
Grandad tells him
with a giggle
his meat pie's not
cooked in the middle
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Ooh.... we've got a corner
The faithful fans
let out a roar
as England bang in
number four
A little old man
in a dirty mack
jumps up on a
policeman's back
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England gi's a goal
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Come on Elvis sing
like the king
Sings:
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England,
give us a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England,
give us a goal
Rap:
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Ooh.... we've got a corner
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Meat pie sausage roll,
come on England
gi's a goal
Why can't you just
sing like the king
It's not for want
of trying dad
No wonder my wee
smells of sugar puffs
the stress I'm under
Quick give us that gun
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
He drinks a Whiskey drink, he drinks a Vodka drink
He drinks a Lager drink, he drinks a Cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the best times
(Oh Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Danny Boy)
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
He drinks a Whiskey drink, he drinks a Vodka drink
He drinks a Lager drink, he drinks a Cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the best times
(Don't cry for me, next door neighbour)
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
but I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (ooh)
I get knocked down, (we'll be singing)
But I get up again (pissing the night away)
You are never gonna keep me down (when we're winning)
Where on earth are you from?
We're from England
Where you come from
Do you put the kettle on?
Kick it
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah (bonjour)
Nah nah nah (monsieur)
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah Nah
We're England
We're gonna score one more than you
England!
Can I introduce you please
To a lump of cheddar cheese
Knit one, pearl one
Drop one, curl one
Kick it
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah Nah
We're England
We're gonna score one more than you
England!
Me and me Mum and me Dad and me Gran
We're off to Waterloo
Me and me Mum and me Dad and me Gran
And a bucket of Vindaloo
Bucket!
Vindaloo
Vindaloo
Vindaloo
Vindaloo nah nah
Vindaloo
Vindaloo
Vindaloo
Vindaloo nah nah
Vindaloo
Vindaloo
And we all like Vindaloo
We're England
We're gonna score one more than you
England!
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
And we all like Vindaloo
We're England
We're gonna score one more than you
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
Nah nah nah (Vindaloo)
And we all like Vindaloo
We're England
We're gonna score one more than you
England!
I think the main concern for Engurland will be Henderson and Maguire. The manager seems to consider them the key players and might even play them if not 100% fit.....which I think is a big mistake.
I'd like to see Sancho start too but it looks doubtful.
I think your few top 10,000 finishes in the fantasy football league may have gone to your head a bit there Jof.
Why not email Southgate and his coaching staff with your thoughts, cv and Sub zero Siam managerial history
I'm sure they'd be delighted to hear medical advice from some embittered Mick in Pattaya who should be watching curling or line dancing
Before the first group match at the European Championship against Russia, the Belgian national team and the referee symbolically goes on its knees to take a stand against racism. The Russian fans respond with whistles and the russian players looked like communist brainwashed duds.
What's your address again, Eddie?
It's a sign, a fucking omen
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