CanadianFan

So am I. Great memories. 😛

We watch every Leicester game (and any other EPL game we want, live or recorded) using a legal streaming service in Canada called DAZN. $20 Canadian a month. I don’t need a VPN to access the service because I live here, but others, in the UK, might. (FYI I have found Expressvpn to be very stable).

We watch every Leicester game (and any other EPL game we want, live or recorded) using a legal streaming service in Canada called DAZN. $20 Canadian a month. I don’t need a VPN because I live here, but others might. (FYI I have found Expressvpn to be very stable). I’m sure there are lots of people around the world, including plenty in the UK, who can’t get to games. We are not “plastic” or “armchair” fans. Speaking for myself, I’ve been a member of the Blue Army since the days I was in L3 singing about the “Mighty String”, but I get back to the UK very rarely, so this service is a godsend. On that note, several of us will be back for a wedding when Leicester play Sheffield....so help any with tickets would be very much welcomed.

I was one of the people who removed the “tent” that day. To my surprise, I was allowed to go down near where the players were getting ready before the game and stood a couple of feet from Keith Weller when he was flicking the ball up and down. I was star-struck and amazed at his skill. I remember thinking “We are going to kill them today”. Haha.

I’ve got to agree with Bluetintedspecs. The arrival of Jock Wallace brought a very significant number of Rangers fans into Filbert Street and they very vociferously supported the City, as we went in to win the Second Division title. It was great fun going on away days with them. As far as I’m concerned, long may the connection survive. (Mind you, I’m the first of the three Protestant kids in our family after the first three were baptized Catholic. ..........Don’t ask, it is a long story).

Actually, to my utter surprise, I ran into a Coventry supporter yesterday when I was buying a jet-ski just outside the small town of Midland, Ontario, Canada. He was right proud that they are now in League 1. I told him that the last time I went to Coventry, in the 1970’s, my brother was asking me “How do they know I’m a Leicester fan?” (We had accidentally bought tickets for their end, immediately tucked the scarves away once we realized and tried to sneak across to join our supporters). “Because you forgot to hide the one wrapped around your head....you idiot!”. Hahaha. Happy days.

This is not exactly “players you had forgotten had played for us”, but more in the line of “blimey, I haven’t thought about him for a long time”. So here I am in Mexico, listening to Spotify, when “The Mighty Quinn” comes on the radio and I find myself belting out “Come on without, come on within, you’ll not see nothing like The Mighty String”. It has been a few years since I sang that (in the old Kop). A lovely memory. For anyone who doesn’t know about “The Mighty String”, this is from Wikipedia: ..... moving to Leicester City for £25,000 in January 1962 – the highest transfer fee ever paid for an 18-year-old at the time.[2] By his second season at Filbert Street, Stringfellow was a regular in the Leicester side. He was a member of the Leicester side that lost against Manchester United in the 1963 FA Cup Final, and scored one of the goals when the Foxes won the League Cup the following season with a 4–3 aggregate win against Stoke City. In 1968, Stringfellow suffered a serious cartilage injury, and was never the same player. Nevertheless, he remained on Leicester's books, mostly in a reserve role, until 1975 when he quit the professional game and finished his career with non-league Nuneaton Borough. In all competitions, Stringfellow played 377 games for Leicester and scored 98 goals.[3] After his retirement from football, Stringfellow settled in Enderby, Leicestershire where he worked as a newsagent.[2]

Yes, it is certainly true that no-one hooks a CB off (just) because he is on a yellow. However, that was not the situation. Morgan was clearly struggling with the speed of Richarlison. A few minutes earlier he had gotten away with a “bundle into the back of someone” tackle and the Everton fans were screaming for a second booking. He clearly was in significant danger of doing it again and getting a red card. I don’t have 20/20 hindsight. However, I was sitting in my house shouting out “take him off.....he’s going to get booked again!” He will always be one of my great heroes, but, sadly, he is a yard off the pace now, which makes him a liability....especially with a clever opponent like Richarlison and a useless referee who is hopelessley inconsistent with what constitutes a yellow card.

I like the “Here’s to you Jimmy Maddison, Leicester loves you more than you will know. Whoa, whoa, whoa......” idea. Easy to remember. Easy to sing together. Everyone knows the tune.   (From the Maddison thread....sorry to repeat, but thought it worthwhile) Nice one Bert, who suggested it.

I’m an Old Newt. I made the transition from rugby to football long ago and I’ll be happy to move house if it helps the City.

Can I suggest that everyone send an e-mail to the club telling them how impressed we all are about this fiasco. All of this is perfectly predictable and has been managed abysmally.....again.

“All proceeds from ticket sales will go to LCFC Foxes Foundation.” They organise a potentially great event, they run the event (paying for the staff), they give you a free beer, they give all the ticket sales to the Foxes Foundation and you think they are “tight bastards”. Mmmmmmmmmm...........

Disappointed to see Simpson and Morgan ball watching and allowing Morata to get to a good position, but 90% of the blame surely has to go to Nacho. I was a crap centre half playing Sunday morning football, but even I could have passed the ball forward into Marhrez’s path. What a useless, useless attempt at a pass!

I noticed that Mr. Moss took long strides and paced out the position of the wall and, instead of stepping back a yard or so in front of players edging forward, put his white marker line on the ground behind them and made the stand behind it. In truth, I think this is exactly what should be done to get the wall the right distance, but why on earth does it have to be a match against Leicester when a referee finally decides to do it properly? I’ll be watching Mr. Moss in future games to see if he does this every time (I doubt it). It seems like only a week or so ago that I remember the Leicester players getting mad as hell because the opposition wall was only about 8 yards away and the referee simply gesticulated “sorry....get on with it”. The inconsistency is so frustrating.

Just wanted to thank the team for bringing me the Christmas present I want every year. This time it was on November 28th 2017. There is no better gift for me than seeing our boys beat Tottenham. Watching their smug faces slowly shift from hubris and braggadocio to despair and shame was absolutely brilliant. Same again next year please.