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Some slipping discs in that spine.

Clarke does have the advantage of a peculiar pitch. Same for both sides but the home team are accustomed to its vagaries.

Possibly within a Stevie Gerrard stumble of a Championship.

You might suggest that. I couldn’t possibly comment.

Stein was a different sort of chap, though, wasn’t he?

Another worthy institution.

An ugly but temporary wart on the face of an otherwise worthy institution.

Baggies smash Liverpool out of the FA Cup and today beat United at Old Trafford to hand the title to City. Shame about the rest of the season.

She’ll more likely give him a pay rise.

Pathetic. 12,000 sheep, 6,000 ‘Well I suppose.

What was the offeeshell attendance?

Tav, Martin, Alves, John. The last bastion of the defence. I’m sorry for the ‘keeper. But I suppose there’s nobody else so I’d put McRorie into the back line and put Alves on the ‘plane to Madrid.

Fair play to Lennon. He was an expert at this sort of thing so he knows what he’s talking about.

Lo-ren-zo Am-o-rus-o. Just ask him himself and he’ll tell you. Seriously, though, Amo was a good captain both on and off the park.

It was a good time, the yore. Plenty of memories, mostly triumphal, especially Cup Finals, the Dundee epic, Kai, Ian Mccoll’s swansong, but I think I’ll wait for Compo’s recollections of Meiklejohn, Morton and McPhail.

Should that be “en mess”?

I was at that one too. Churchill’s funeral and Henderson and Baxter back from injury. Hearts must have been playing in the west because the Evening Despatch jambo writer reported the A8 eastbound traffic solid with Rangers ‘buses, cars, lorries and vans all the way from Maybury to the Newhouse roundabout. I can see this topic running on and on. I’ll be back tomorrow when I’ve decided which one to bore you with.

More questions than answers there, Coop. Ah well. That’s psychos for you.

There is no evidence to make me believe a league title is imminent.

In March 2017 WBA attained a position of absolute safety, almost respectability, in the EPL. The players minds went onto the beach and they hardly won a game the rest of the season. I reckoned the slide would become unstoppable. At the start of this season they were my prediction for relegation (to the incredulity of fellow poster Gribz) and lo it has come to pass. All down to the players, I’m afraid, but an experienced bloke like Pardew should never have allowed the Barcelona cantrips to have happened. The damage was done long before then, however. Pity because I like the Albion.

Strange, but I know what you mean.

I like City from the old Trautmann cup final in which Bobby Johnstone also played and also Mercer’s fabulous team 1968.

Never heard of this chap but if he’s somehow offending timothy he must be doing something right.

Salford.

City destroyed Everton in under forty minutes with breathtaking football which drew admiring gasps from Evertonians in the stands. Sublime. They then retained possession with countless passes the length and breadth of the park for the rest of the game without seriously attempting to score. Christ, it was boring. A less polished spectacle, blood and guts, up and at ‘em, get wired in, thrills and spills would have been much more exciting but I am a dinosaur struggling in an age of sophistication. I didn’t suppose City fans could care less.