Gee SCREAMER !!

And they're clearly entitled to one. 21 points should suffice, plus 12 more for having the UK's biggest t*** amongst their fanbase.

Supporting this club  you realise net spend can get you point's deducted.  Gross wages will send you to the administrator.  They have a wage bill over the last couple of years that will give them a serious headache if they don't go up. 

Broja scored 6 goals for them when on loan in 21/22. Chelsea apparently rejected £30m for him in the summer.
After missing out on Delap, they spent £12m on Mara who has 0 goals in 15 apps (all competitions) this season. Delap probably would have been better value.

Think you mean Jones.  Thought he was decent for the price.  Got promoted With Wolves who we sold him too, then had about 7 years in the prem with Burnley?.  We sold him then spent the money on Ellingtons loan fee.  Mears was decent as well.  Till he nicked his boots and fecked off.  The rest, including those he spent 10 million on in the pre prem summer were absolute crap apart from maybe Earnshaw. Never really got to see a lot of him to judge despite the fact we had the turning circle of the Titanic at both ends.  

Is @David still in Amsterdam?  ?

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

We had that with John Harkes.  Probably not tripe, but not much better.  Certainly no goals from 35 yards like that cup game.  He did miss an open goal at Wembley for us that someone who'd had 10 pints would have buried.  Not sure he ever recovered from that one. 

I'm looking forward to Edwards book .  Spare to the Spare and it's cost me hair.  First chapter- Andrew down, 11 to go

Being a fat barsteward. The one pointing to refreshments.

We had that with John Harkes.  Probably not tripe, but not much better.  Certainly no goals from 35 yards like that cup game.  He did miss an open goal at Wembley for us that someone who'd had 10 pints would have buried.  Not sure he ever recovered from that one. 

I suppose that means Will is actually Will

I suppose that means Will is actually Will

Aye that works out, was summer after we lost both cup finals, Sinton came in and Harkes shunted out for him.
Think the summer 94 his affair with a national team mates wife came out publicly too

I remember us signing Pembridge, it was pre Internet era 95
 
The local paper placards read Owls land Rams star for 800k
 
I was hoping for Kitson, imagine my disappointment 

As you get s****** on the pitch as a club the more you are like a retirement home for pros after a last pay day

Being a fat barsteward. The one pointing to refreshments.

Mate you're preaching to the converted. Post prem we didn't have a pot to piss in, when we finally do get a wealthy owner the efl adopt some rules that aren't fit for purpose.
Clubs with failure pennies from the PL can splash the cash and clubs could either have a go themselves or let the pl be almost a closed shop with the same sort of clubs swapping leagues every year.
 
 

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

And at 5’ 6” I would get there stupendously early to get a good view, only for all the 6’ +’s arrive to stand in front of me just before kick off!

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel. 

The good old days.?

Back in the old days a standard match was standing up, dying for a pee, getting soaked when it rained, watching a game through a fence with a pillar in the way.  On top of that you had not just cigarette smoke but some bloke 10 foot away who'd consumed 5 pints of buttblower bitter before kick off and would drop one at 10 minute intervals pervading a 5 metre area with his arse stench for 90 minutes and no possibility of escape.  Add the 20 stone geezer falling on top of you as you desperately fell towards a 4ft high  metal crash barrier coated with 50 years of rust after a goal and the potential for a good shoeing after the game.
Todays seating, gentle aroma of vape smoke that smells of sweets and access to a toilet with some shelter is like a trip to a 5 star hotel.