MaltRam

Looks like we've got a squad, dunnit?

Take the red pill and find out - or take the blue pill and be unable to go out in public for a good few hours.....

Looks a player to me.

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

Hourihane, Fornah and Bird.
But the rotation options for form and fitness look more solid than for a while.

Dyslexia.
Doesn't know it's ears from its bowel.

We're in an open and honest relationship...........
 
My wallet's always open and I honestly don't know what she spends it all on.
 

My obese parrot died.
I'm sad, but it's a big weight off my shoulders.

I can't believe how rude they were on the suppository helpline.

I can't believe how rude they were on the suppository helpline.

…. 5 years ago we beat Man U 8-7 on penalties to progress to the next round of the league cup.
It’s always worth remembering beating Man U.
Just saying.
 

I can't believe how rude they were on the suppository helpline.

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

Surely something involving the size of Harry Kane's tackle and finding him by the side of the road in some kibd of vehicle?

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

My wife passed away at the end of January from a very rare blood cancer. I cant describe the pain and heartache i feel every single day, and the massive void she has left in our lives will never be filled. I can understand exactly how you must be feeling at this moment, i too have been there,  so  make sure you tap into the help and support available to you from friends, family and those at DCFC. God bless you Josh and keep strong.

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.
 

I lost my wife to cancer 4 years ago.
There are no words for the pain. No map out of the dark. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other, and by tiny degrees it eases. The gaps between episodes of despair get fractionally wider.
In my experience, masses of support from all around are 10% of the battle. 90% is having a reason to carry on. I had two teenagers. I suspect football may be vital for Josh in that regard.
Sending him love.