
Crab Lungs
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Not in that video but the coaches voice one above is Stacked with that kind of terminology in a thick Brighton accent. Got me right flustered.
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thankfully doesn’t seem mental like Mad Nate. Seems like a proper decent bloke. But we’re not hiring Rylans perfect dinner date, we’re hiring the next Saints manager…. Having said that, watched his tactics piece earlier, was very thorough and gave good insight into the planning, prep and execution of a game…
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Uh oh. With us being sustainability top four, he aligns perfectly. https://amp.theguardian.com/football/2018/nov/23/russell-martin-footballer-joined-green-party-walsall
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Can’t wait for Alex Crook to nick that piece of info, or paint a picture that things are ‘getting closer’ to Martin being appointed just on the back of that snippet.
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The part where it says ‘NJ will buy a tall striker in the next window’ does it for me. Has to be him or someone close.
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No Dugnutt?
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Actually really like this…
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Love the nod to spreadsheets 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
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with you on that. Luton would kill us. Absolutely decimate us.
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Daniel Farke now available. yes please, if only for the voice that doesn’t match the face.
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Good to see an article also calling out the awful recruitment for the past few seasons. That room of nerds are a joke.
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Everton. Still think there’s more shit to come for them and if they’re out the PL, it’ll hit them harder.
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One more, for the hell of it
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Does that mean we get Alan Knill free of charge if we appoint Wilder?
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Not to say he’s bad but Kramers record doesn’t seem too convincing.
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End of season awards night and lap of appreciation
Crab Lungs replied to Paul Chuckle's topic in The Saints
We have one of the biggest contingents of noddiest, thickest fanbases around sadly. -
I think I just vomited my rib cage up
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Can you imagine any of our lot bar a couple having the humility to face something like that up? Not that they’d have to, theyll quite happily trudge around the pitch a good distance away from the stands whilst they get politely clapped. So very wrong in both ways.
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It is actually frightening how similar it is to what you get when you ask ChatGPT to write a club statement after relegation. There was literally no time spent writing a statement at all - few tweaks from a Robots response and it’s done.
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The women’s team being the priority was on the first one with Sports Republic I think. Utter bellendery of the very highest order.
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Vote Rylan.
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I’m not far off you - 33 of my 40 in the top division with a sobering 7 year stint in between. The other thing I forgot to add was that it’s probably like an echo chamber of self-delusion in their bullshit meetings and presentations. No one challenging, everyone gutlessly playing along but given the chance, espousing their individuality and brilliance to anyone who would listen to them over an overpriced coffee. Its done now, it is what it is but I hate the fact we’ve got two meaningless games to play out now; I mean, if these wet wipes can’t get up for games when there’s something riding on it how the fuck are we gonna fare against Brighton and then Liverpool? Meek, weak and pathetic club run by utter wasters.
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A complete wet blanket that’s spouts off corporate psycho-babble whilst creaming a significant wage for being completely ineffective or worse, utterly useless. lots of these types around these days - talkers, not actual doers. Posturing and pontificating that they’re calm and collected and know what they’re doing but in reality, utterly useless. Zero substance. In life, sometimes people get promoted to positions to get them out of the way. Morons get moved up to keep them from doing to much damage. Maybe our moron brigade didn’t get moved far enough away…. And even if they did get moved to printing shirts in the club shop, they’re so useless they’d probably fuck that up too. I bet there is plenty of these types in the club, all waffling away incessantly about metrics, transitions and xGs between plumes of vape smoke whilst they sit around in a office full of empty motivational posters imparting wisdom like ‘Believe’ and the like. Time for Martin et al to fuck off. Just, fuck off.