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I’m 36.
Morbidly obese.
And I was up shitting myself snd vomiting all last night.
Yet I am certain I’m much faster than professional footballer and Leicester City’s number 9, Jordan Ayew.
Considering it’s pissing down, we’re poor on the ball, and we crumble every time the opposition presses us, it’s a good job we’re trying to play out from the back.
It’s working really well.
We don’t have a striker that runs in behind to create space and/or busts a gut to get across the front man for poacher-type goals.
Bobby should have got at least one, yes.
But being in those positions without an effective striker really does cause us issues. The amount of times Ayew either stood still or went backwards was ridiculous.
I have no idea how he is a professional footballer and is on contract until 2029.
He is ****ing awful.
My stools are stronger than his defensive ability.
The problem is - this is becoming almost expected and weirdly accepted.
Wilder had his team playing smart, aggressive football. He himself was even in the ear of our players. Very Nigel Pearson-esque.
We’re just too nice and soft and predictable.
It’s just shit.
I’m about 22 stone.
I’m 36 years old.
And the most competitive football I’ve ever played was in a ‘Man vs Fat’ tournament.
Yet I’m sure I’m faster, more composed and have a better eye for goal than Carranza.