The FA Cup Thread

[GTW]

Me and Dr Jules did Barnet v Darlington today. I'm sure that other forumites did other matches (particularly interested to hear from the goal fest that was the Brighton match).

Anyway, here are some photos:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/palefox/40 ... 754794250/

[kevo]

Was gonna say, you should've gone to Wycombe! I wasn't there but listened to the radio commentary - Eight goals, three penalties, two sendings off. Sounded like the ref was diabolical - the first red card was described as "utterly ridiculous". Brighton also had what would have been a last minute winner wrongly given offside. Looking forward to seeing the highlights later...

[GTW]

Eight goals, three penalties, two sendings off. Sounded like the ref was diabolical - the first red card was described as "utterly ridiculous"

Could we ever ask for more from 90 minutes?

[Bing Diddley]

Oxford City are in the 1st round for the first time in 10 years, I'm off to Burton to see them tomorrow. Oxford Utd from the BSP caused an upset today, knocking out League 1 Yeovil but barely got a mention on 5Live.

[SPT]

Eight goals, three penalties, two sendings off. Sounded like the ref was diabolical - the first red card was described as "utterly ridiculous"

Could we ever ask for more from 90 minutes?

A fight. A good fight between the teams is terribly underrated in these sanctimonious times.

[Rake]

Eight goals, three penalties, two sendings off. Sounded like the ref was diabolical - the first red card was described as "utterly ridiculous"

Could we ever ask for more from 90 minutes?

A fight. A good fight between the teams is terribly underrated in these sanctimonious times.

Well said.

[Ketchup]

Bloody Cambridge away. Yawnfest.

Oxford City are a pretty sharp team, nice ground, can drink on the terraces.

[Bing Diddley]

Bloody Cambridge away. Yawnfest.

Oxford City are a pretty sharp team, nice ground, can drink on the terraces.

They lost 3-2, Burton scoring the winner deep into stoppage time. Great match and a brilliant display by City but a crushing finish. Still, they definately seem to be going in the right direction under Mike Ford.

[SPT]

Not quite a fight, but that was a nifty elbow from the Charlton player right on second half kick off. Clearly under orders to give a 'message' to the NV bloke who been running round all first half tackling like Paul Scholes on dexedrine. Unfortunately for Charlton, they forgot that they needed to do more than just compete better physically, they actually needed to play some football. Got their comeuppance.

[Rake]

Not quite a fight, but that was a nifty elbow from the Charlton player right on second half kick off. Clearly under orders to give a 'message' to the NV bloke who been running round all first half tackling like Paul Scholes on dexedrine. Unfortunately for Charlton, they forgot that they needed to do more than just compete better physically, they actually needed to play some football. Got their comeuppance.

Just shows what a team can do with a little skill and a lot of energy and commitment (closing down and competing for every second ball and not giving the ball away cheaply when you've got it). Reminded me a bit of Brighton's victory over Man City in the Carling Cup not long ago.

[Szabo]

Great post on the Grimsby Town forum following their 1st rd home defeat to non lge Bath City...


Dear Players of Grimsby Town FC

I am writing with regard to my absolute astonishment and disbelief as to the sheer magnitude of your complete lack of talent and failure to carry out the job for which you are paid to do. I am not aware of any swear word or other derogatory phrase in my current vocabulary which comes close to a description of your ‘performance’ (and I use that term loosely) this afternoon, but let me just say that you have collectively reached a level of inadequacy and ineptitude that neither I nor modern science had previously considered possible.

In fact I recall a time, in my youth, when I decided to call in sick at work and instead spent the entire day in my one bedroom flat wearing nothing but my underpants, eating toast and wánking furiously over second-rate Scandinavian porn. Yet somehow, I still managed to contribute more to my employer in that one Andrex-filled day than you complete bunch of toss-baskets have contributed to this club in your entire time here.

I would genuinely like to know how you pathetic little píssflaps sleep at night, knowing full well that you have taken my money and that of several thousand others and delivered precisely fúck all in return. I run a business myself, and I believe I could take any 4,000 of my customers at random; burn down their houses, impregnate their wives and then dismember their children before systematically sending them back in the post, limb-by-limb, and still ensure a level of customer satisfaction which exceeds that which I have experienced at Blundell Park at any time so far this season.

You are a total disgrace, not only to your profession, not only to the human race, but to nature itself. This may sound like an exaggeration, but believe me when I say that I have passed kidney stones which have brought me a greater level of pleasure and entertainment than watching each of you worthless excuses for professional footballers attempt to play a game you are clearly incapable of playing, week-in, week-out.

I considered, for a second, that I was perhaps being a little too harsh. But then I recalled that I have blindly given you all the benefit of the doubt for too long now. Yes, for too long you have failed to earn the air you’ve been breathing by offering any kind of tangible quality either as footballers or as people in general. As such, I feel it’s only fair that your supply runs out forthwith.

I trust, at this precise moment in time, that Mr Fenty is in his office tapping away on the Easyjet web site booking you all one-way flights to Zurich, complete with an overnight stay with our cheese eating friends at Dignitas. Don’t bother packing your toothbrush – you won’t need it.

In the event that our beloved chairman can’t afford the expense (understandable given that he’s soon going to have to assemble a new squad from scratch), then I am prepared to sell my family (including my unborn child) to a dubious consortium of Middle Eastern businessmen in order to pay for the flights. Christ, I’ll drive you there myself, one-by one, without sleep, if I have to.

Failing that, understanding that most dubious Middle Eastern businessmen are tied-up purchasing Premier League football clubs, I ask you to please take matters into your hands. Use your imagination, guys – strangle yourselves or cover yourself in tinfoil and take a fork to a nearby plug socket, or something. Just put yourselves and us fans out of our collective misery.

So, in summary, you pack of repugnant, sputum-filled, invertebrate bástards; leave this club now and don’t you fúcking dare look back. You’ve consistently demonstrated less passion and desire than can commonly be found within the contents of a sloth’s scrótum, so frankly you can just all fúck off – don’t pass go, don’t collect your wages, don’t ever come back to this town again.

I look forward to you serving me at my local McDonald’s drive-thru in the near future.

Yours sincerely


A very disillusioned Mariner

[kevo]

Brilliant!

[SPT]

aye, though given his determination to see the Dignitas plan through, shouldn't the last sentence be:

"I look forward to you being served to me at my local McDonald’s drive-thru in the near future."?

[danbaumber]

Not FA Cup, but I took in the massive derby game a couple of Saturdays ago which was Leyton vs Romford in the Ryman League Division One South. With a huge attendence of 64, Romford won convincingly 3-0. I shall return.

[Bingo Stevens]

Off to Sheffield Wednesday tomorrow to see the Cobblers get stuffed no doubt.