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The New Arena

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  • Bread

    Votes: 23 17.6%
  • Circus

    Votes: 33 25.2%
  • Aggro

    Votes: 75 57.3%

  • Total voters
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Football is wonderful. I am 54 and football has been part of my life and one that brings so much joy and tribulations. '95 when Everton was on a low and Utd on a high and to beat them in the FA Cup was magic. When Villa was relegated I was absolutely gutted, but promotion from the Championship was one of the best footballing days for me in the previous 10/15 years. It's the bad times that make the good time even sweeter. Look at City this year, They wouldn't have been happy with 'only' winning the league, their fans needed the treble for their footballing high. I don't want to be like that (I hope). Villa finished 7th and qualified for the Europa Conf Cup which is as about low grade as u can get and it made me so happy.
Seeing Villa play Tranmere kin Rovers in the old 3rd Division was something magical 😆
 
This is THE ARENA you boring, pipe smoking, Match of the Day watching, flat cap admiring, overbiting, Fred Perry shopping, jerky breathing, gammon smoking slags with your bad weather and your ugly mars with weird accents sweeping the steps of their tiny wee smelling houses banging on about stupid people called ‘Sharon’ and ‘Nigel’ and whinging about absolutely everything wrong with you munty single eybrowed tracksuit wearing theives of children who hang around your derelict cities sucking on exhaust pipes and listening to Trap music and dying of old age at Fifty Seven or glassing each other for fun ‘darn pub’ while I dunno the single greatest dream of your entire filthy existence is being a bin man and trying to avoid getting the clap. From your Nanna.

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This is THE ARENA you boring, pipe smoking, Match of the Day watching, flat cap admiring, overbiting, Fred Perry shopping, jerky breathing, gammon smoking slags with your bad weather and your ugly mars with weird accents sweeping the steps of their tiny wee smelling houses banging on about stupid people called ‘Sharon’ and ‘Nigel’ and whinging about absolutely everything wrong with you munty single eybrowed tracksuit wearing theives of children who hang around your derelict cities sucking on exhaust pipes and listening to Trap music and dying of old age at Fifty Seven or glassing each other for fun ‘darn pub’ while I dunno the single greatest dream of your entire filthy existence is being a bin man and trying to avoid getting the clap. From your Nanna.

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And your problem is?
 

I wish I had your romanticism for the game. It's become nothing but a shell for moving dirty money to buy distraction or influence.

I hate the play acting, the out and out gamesmanship.

I've got a couple of girls, personally I am delighted they are both happier watching ice hockey and swerving football altogether.
Are you talking as in a whole, or what has happened to the game and where it's headed, that you have lost your love for the game?
 
This is THE ARENA you boring, pipe smoking, Match of the Day watching, flat cap admiring, overbiting, Fred Perry shopping, jerky breathing, gammon smoking slags with your bad weather and your ugly mars with weird accents sweeping the steps of their tiny wee smelling houses banging on about stupid people called ‘Sharon’ and ‘Nigel’ and whinging about absolutely everything wrong with you munty single eybrowed tracksuit wearing theives of children who hang around your derelict cities sucking on exhaust pipes and listening to Trap music and dying of old age at Fifty Seven or glassing each other for fun ‘darn pub’ while I dunno the single greatest dream of your entire filthy existence is being a bin man and trying to avoid getting the clap. From your Nanna.

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This is THE ARENA you boring, pipe smoking, Match of the Day watching, flat cap admiring, overbiting, Fred Perry shopping, jerky breathing, gammon smoking slags with your bad weather and your ugly mars with weird accents sweeping the steps of their tiny wee smelling houses banging on about stupid people called ‘Sharon’ and ‘Nigel’ and whinging about absolutely everything wrong with you munty single eybrowed tracksuit wearing theives of children who hang around your derelict cities sucking on exhaust pipes and listening to Trap music and dying of old age at Fifty Seven or glassing each other for fun ‘darn pub’ while I dunno the single greatest dream of your entire filthy existence is being a bin man and trying to avoid getting the clap. From your Nanna.

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I tried to stir the pot with some good ole American cliches about footie to no avail. The Arena is soft and permeable.
 

Great comment mate, real quality stuff.

I do remember when Villa were relegated, it was pretty gutting but the writing was on the wall for a few years before that. I don't recall Phil Collins as our manager but I can recall a lot of very poor managers at Villa and I don't have to think back too far. Slippy, Lambert, Sherwood, Mcleish and Bruce etc. There is a very long list of really bad Villa managers.

As regards having the worst accent, another classy comment. Maybe try playing the ball rather than the player.
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