CB Saint

The most apt phrase here is " you reap what you sow"

We are going to get beat, and beat bad.

He is quick, and that's about it.

Obligatory birth year post. Feck me have we really made to page 1972.

Blind plus Lens could be a really farsighted move

What are you talking about? He doesn't have to sign a new contract to be dignified or to satisfy fans demands for a show of loyalty. If he sees out his existing one, he will have done everything he is obliged to do and what we can reasonably expect.

Ferry across the Mersey

Childish petulant w4nker

What an absolute surprise More Bullsh*t from St Richmond

This bit is key - apparently neither have come up with a "suitable" figure.

On the up side the pressure is off slightly to sign so it changes our bargaining position. Now when we threaten to walk away, Sporting cannot be certain that we will come back to the table.

Well the longer is stays mentally and physically unfit, the less chance he has of being selected for France. My prediction in this game of bluff, Morgan blinks first (assuming we don't sell him)

almost 48 hours without a signing and the post-Taider optimism has been crushed to be replaced with the creeping stench of despair (at least on here)

If a professional team in the Champions League cannot sort out something as important as player registration then, quite frankly, they deserve any punishment the authorities choose to hand out.

Like. my excuse is that I have never used clip pedals before and there was no way I was going out on greasy roads in those for the first time. as I learnt today, novice + clip ins + hill + traffic lights = not so graceful emergency dismount

what the feck is up with people on here. If someone posts a rumour that doesn't occur exactly to plan, why is there this great cry of "lies". Jesus wept.

Don't worry about what others earn - it will only eat you up. I have found that no matter how much I've earnt, there is always someone considerably richer that you. You can get so caught up that you forget to appreciate what you have. Listen to the Sunscreen song (lyrics below) Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97, Wear sunscreen If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh never mind, you will never understand the power and the beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in twenty years, you will look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as affective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind. The kind that blindsides you at 4 PM on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other peoples' hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealously, sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to knees, you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the "Funky Chicken" on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can, don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room. Read the directions even if you don't follow them. Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go. But a precious few, who should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, for as the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain alible truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old and when you do, you'll fanaticise that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse but you'll never know when either one will run out. Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're forty, it will look eighty-five. Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen.

Bike turned up today, got home ready to have a go, and the heavens opened. The god of cycling is not on my side.

His wife's a TV?

they are usually the departments that the CEO doesn't want and that you would be insane to entrust to a salesman. And everyone decides that just because they are technical and process orientated, the finance guy is the perfect stooge. trust me, if he could he would offload them in a heartbeat, esp. IT

For that alone, this is a good deal - If he actually turns out to be half decent then we've hit the jackpot

Is anyone else getting tired of this relentless squinnying about "lies". So what was promised at one point in time didn't pan out that way. So what. Things change, sh1t happens. You are beginning to sound like a kid who didn't get everything on his Christmas list. Get over it / yourself.

dont be daft. We must spend spend spend (as long as it is someone else's cash)

Ralph gives interview, fans don't like how he talks, demand club keep him quiet les gives interview, fans don't like what they hear, call him a liar, demand club keep him quiet club stays quiet, fans don't like it, demand club make a statement on everything ralph gives interview, fans don't like how he talks etc etc etc

Well if you are worth north of £1bn and are north of eighty years old, how much would you pay to avoid going to jail for the rest of your life