A new button is needed here. I want to acknowledge that I've read your post 3blokes but LIKE seems wrong and LOL even more so.
I would press the 'I feel your pain' button if there was one. Coz I do.
Thank you, it is more the feeling that this remote bloke has decided to impose his will on a community that he neither knows not cares about. He and his cronies compound it by telling that community shallow contemptuous lies that a child of 10 could see through. Supporting Charlton has been in some families for generations. We may not be the best team in the world to the outside world, but it is to us. Charlton supporters are generally a really good bunch of people. All we want to do is support our team, have good days, bad days and share our support and passion for this club. What is happening at Charlton currently should not be happening to any club in this country. And it should not be happening to Charlton. We are a club with a proud tradition. Times change, things move forward, but what is going on at some other clubs as well as ours, is a clear signal that the football industry in this country is in dire need of some proper leadership and governance. Football clubs becoming insolvent happens sadly. But what is happening with us is an entirely different matter. It is completely wrong. Yet our options to prevent it remain frustratingly limited at present. I am sure the supporters of CAFC will prevail ultimately, but in the meantime, it could be a long drawn out battle that will have been completely unnecessary, had our sport been better managed at the top.
( There has been a bit of negativity on the forum of late, and this thread is determined to adopt a more positive stance )
I am fairly positive it is Day 952. I am pretty positive he is still here ( which still remains a negative however hard I try) I am absolutely positive I want to go oh fuck about it... Oh fuck....
( might not have a signal for tomo so gonna do this one in advance)
Day 953 and 954. It is dark in the shed this morning. Except for a single bright spotlight that is shining fiercely on a scarf wearing football supporter, who is wincing in the glare. " So....I will ask you one more time....did you, or did you not, call me a knob on social media?" comes the voice of The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever through the darkness. " Er... I'm not sure....I thought it was prize dickhead." says the man. " Mmm...you do realise I could ban you from the ground forever, don't you?" says The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever, with a hint of menace in his voice. " You can't do that!" exclaims the man in alarm. " Oh really?" says The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever with a sneer. " And why's that, exactly?" " I'm the bloody manager!" comes the reply.
Day 960 and 961. The Best Owner Of A Roll Of Duck Tape Ever is in his shed, with a lovely fresh cup of coffee and a little amaretto biscuit, and he is feeling rather pleased with things. It was been a good week for the football club he messes about with in his spare time. That Brussell Slap fellow finally seems to have got those useless tossers to play a bit, his "niece" hasn't said anything dumb for almost a week, and CARD, whatever that is, seems to have fucked off to annoy someone else. Yes, everything was going very nicely. The only thing that is irritating him a bit this morning, is that there is a fly in the shed. And it keeps buzzing around, while he is trying to look at his flathead screws spreadsheet. In the end, he can take it no more, he puts the inventory paper to one side and decides to hunt down the little bastard. There is a lot of swatting and shouting till finally The Best Owner Of A Roll Of Duck Tape Ever lands one on it, whereupon the fly ceases to be as it bounces lifelessly off the window and straight into his coffee. "OH FUCK!" yells our Saviour. Well, we all know how that feels, when something comes along to ruin things we enjoy don't we, so let's leave him smashing up his shed and shouting incredibly rude words in his native tongue. He's still here. Oh fuck.......
Belgium man's average lifespan is=78.6 Roland Duchatelets age is =69.9 Time expected to knees up = 8.9 years ?
oh fuck...........
And with the super rich being able to lead a stress free life, top quality food and the very best medical care that money can provide he'll probably hang around like a bd smell for even longer.
Day 967 and 968. The Best Owner Of A Relegated Club Ever is in his shed this morning, but frankly, he is a bit bored. He is staring at his collection of rawl plugs. Big rawl plugs, little rawl plugs. A collection it has taken him years to accumulate. And he has suddenly wondered what's the point of this stupid collection of rawl plugs he has never even used one. At that moment, his mobile rings. It is that awful fellow, Brussell Sludge again. Our Saviour groans. What does the appalling chap want NOW? He picks up his phone with a sigh. " Hello, Sludge." he says, flatly. " Hello, boss, you coming to the game today?" says the voice cheerily at the other end. Our Saviour looks at his phone in annoyance. "What game?" he snaps. " Er the lads are at home today, we've got a match, boss!" replies Sludge. "Oh." says Our Saviour. " Well.....don't you want to see the team in action, today?" says Sludge quietly. Our Saviour shudders to himself. He can't think of a more hideous prospect. "Oh, I'll watch them on...er....my special...live ...feed....thing.." He says. There is a silence at the other end of the phone. " Do you even know who any of our players are?" says Sludge finally. " Of course, I do! " retorts The Best Owner Of A Relegated Club Ever irritably. "At the back there's 100k, 250k, loan 269, and Coke-face. And er... up front, there's 2.5 mill, Big Lump, and Sell Him to Watford For An Undisclosed.... Hello?" But the line has gone dead. Our Saviour shrugs and puts the phone down. He turns back to his rawl plugs. They suddenly look interesting again. He's still here. OH FUCK.....
Getting closer and closer to day 1000 When that unfortunate day arrives i think everyone on this forum should give 3blokes a like Furthermore we should all buy him a pint. I know i will
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I would press the 'I feel your pain' button if there was one. Coz I do.
Supporting Charlton has been in some families for generations. We may not be the best team in the world to the outside world, but it is to us. Charlton supporters are generally a really good bunch of people.
All we want to do is support our team, have good days, bad days and share our support and passion for this club.
What is happening at Charlton currently should not be happening to any club in this country. And it should not be happening to Charlton.
We are a club with a proud tradition.
Times change, things move forward, but what is going on at some other clubs as well as ours, is a clear signal that the football industry in this country is in dire need of some proper leadership and governance.
Football clubs becoming insolvent happens sadly. But what is happening with us is an entirely different matter.
It is completely wrong. Yet our options to prevent it remain frustratingly limited at present.
I am sure the supporters of CAFC will prevail ultimately, but in the meantime, it could be a long drawn out battle that will have been completely unnecessary, had our sport been better managed at the top.
I am fairly positive it is Day 952.
I am pretty positive he is still here ( which still remains a negative however hard I try)
I am absolutely positive I want to go oh fuck about it...
Oh fuck....
Day 953 and 954.
It is dark in the shed this morning.
Except for a single bright spotlight that is shining fiercely on a scarf wearing football supporter, who is wincing in the glare.
" So....I will ask you one more time....did you, or did you not, call me a knob on social media?" comes the voice of The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever through the darkness.
" Er... I'm not sure....I thought it was prize dickhead." says the man.
" Mmm...you do realise I could ban you from the ground forever, don't you?" says The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever, with a hint of menace in his voice.
" You can't do that!" exclaims the man in alarm.
" Oh really?" says The Best Owner Of A Football Club Ever with a sneer. " And why's that, exactly?"
" I'm the bloody manager!" comes the reply.
He's still here ( probably)
Oh fuck...
Bollock face is still here.
Oh fuck....
The Supreme Being is still here.
Oh fuck....
Oh fuck.
A win is a win.
But he's still here.
Oh fuck....
The Source Of All Joy is still here.
Oh fuck......
We are his children.
Father is still here.
Oh fuck..........
The Best Owner Of A Roll Of Duck Tape Ever is in his shed, with a lovely fresh cup of coffee and a little amaretto biscuit, and he is feeling rather pleased with things.
It was been a good week for the football club he messes about with in his spare time. That Brussell Slap fellow finally seems to have got those useless tossers to play a bit, his "niece" hasn't said anything dumb for almost a week, and CARD, whatever that is, seems to have fucked off to annoy someone else.
Yes, everything was going very nicely.
The only thing that is irritating him a bit this morning, is that there is a fly in the shed. And it keeps buzzing around, while he is trying to look at his flathead screws spreadsheet.
In the end, he can take it no more, he puts the inventory paper to one side and decides to hunt down the little bastard.
There is a lot of swatting and shouting till finally The Best Owner Of A Roll Of Duck Tape Ever lands one on it, whereupon the fly ceases to be as it bounces lifelessly off the window and straight into his coffee.
"OH FUCK!" yells our Saviour.
Well, we all know how that feels, when something comes along to ruin things we enjoy don't we, so let's leave him smashing up his shed and shouting incredibly rude words in his native tongue.
He's still here.
Oh fuck.......
He's still here.
Oh fuck....
Oh fuck....
He's still here.
Oh fuck......
Roland Duchatelets age is =69.9
Time expected to knees up = 8.9 years ?
oh fuck...........
By feeding on the esence of you, the Skesis race extend their evil lifespan
Skesis...Melexis? Say it aint so Sam
Sir Stain Of Wank is still here.
Oh fuck....
and winning a record breaking 67 medals.
A. It's not about the winning of Medals but how much you can sell your young athletes for afterwards.
oh fuck........
Lovely morning.
But he's still here.
Oh fuck.....
Oh fuck!
SuperDuch is still here.
Oh fuck....
The Best Owner Of A Relegated Club Ever is in his shed this morning, but frankly, he is a bit bored.
He is staring at his collection of rawl plugs. Big rawl plugs, little rawl plugs. A collection it has taken him years to accumulate. And he has suddenly wondered what's the point of this stupid collection of rawl plugs he has never even used one.
At that moment, his mobile rings.
It is that awful fellow, Brussell Sludge again.
Our Saviour groans. What does the appalling chap want NOW?
He picks up his phone with a sigh.
" Hello, Sludge." he says, flatly.
" Hello, boss, you coming to the game today?" says the voice cheerily at the other end.
Our Saviour looks at his phone in annoyance.
"What game?" he snaps.
" Er the lads are at home today, we've got a match, boss!" replies Sludge.
"Oh." says Our Saviour.
" Well.....don't you want to see the team in action, today?" says Sludge quietly.
Our Saviour shudders to himself. He can't think of a more hideous prospect.
"Oh, I'll watch them on...er....my special...live ...feed....thing.." He says.
There is a silence at the other end of the phone.
" Do you even know who any of our players are?" says Sludge finally.
" Of course, I do! " retorts The Best Owner Of A Relegated Club Ever irritably. "At the back there's 100k, 250k, loan 269, and Coke-face. And er... up front, there's 2.5 mill, Big Lump, and Sell Him to Watford For An Undisclosed.... Hello?"
But the line has gone dead.
Our Saviour shrugs and puts the phone down.
He turns back to his rawl plugs. They suddenly look interesting again.
He's still here.
OH FUCK.....
When that unfortunate day arrives i think everyone on this forum should give 3blokes a like
Furthermore we should all buy him a pint. I know i will