King Power Out

[SecretPro]

We've spent years trying to shift deadwood and then we went out and bought a load more. Mental.

[Chrysalis]

Did top make it to 90 mins this time?

[Mickyblueeyes]

4 minutes ago, Bilo said:

Top and Jon Rudkin are a pair of absolute ****ing morons who have managed to take a once-promising football club and turn it into a complete shitshow. These two dickheads couldn't manage a ****ing lemonade stand, let alone a Premier League club. But here we are, watching these clueless ****wits steer Leicester City straight into the gutter, all while doing absolutely nothing but patting themselves on the back for the privilege of running the place into the ground.

 

Let’s talk about Steve Cooper, the cheap-as-shit, bottom-of-the-barrel managerial appointment that these two tossers decided was the answer. Cooper is the kind of manager who couldn’t organize a piss-up in a brewery. He’s got all the tactical nous of a potato and the charisma of a wet dishcloth. But why did Top and Rudkin hire him? Because he was ****ing cheap. He didn’t demand a competent squad or even basic managerial resources. It’s like they went into a car dealership, saw a rusted-out heap of junk with no wheels, and said, “That’ll do.” A manager with no ambition, no vision, no nothing. A ****ing yes-man who wouldn’t dare rock the boat or ask for anything that might actually make the team competitive.

 

And what did they give him to work with? A squad so bad, even a Sunday League team would laugh at them. They handed him a group of players who were more interested in collecting a paycheck than playing actual football. It’s like giving a drunk, mentally challenged monkey a bag of bricks and telling it to build a house. What the **** did they think was going to happen? Van Nistelrooy—****ing VAN NISTELROOY—walks into that mess and has to deal with a bunch of overpaid, injury-prone willy pullers who can’t pass a ball five yards without tripping over their own ****ing feet. He was handed a pile of dogshit wrapped in a Leicester shirt and expected to work miracles. Well, newsflash: he couldn’t, because it was a ****ing disaster waiting to happen.

 

And the most insulting part? They couldn’t even bother giving Van Nistelrooy a competent Director of Football. No, these two numpties just threw him into the deep end, hoping he could swim with a ****ing anchor tied to his legs. Rudkin is so useless, he couldn’t spot a decent player if they came up and slapped him in the face. The guy is a walking embodiment of failure, a man whose only skill is looking completely ****ing out of his depth. His transfer dealings are so bad, they make you want to gouge your eyes out. The squad is a collection of washed-up has-beens, injury-prone disasters, and players who look like they’ve never seen a football in their life.

 

Top and Rudkin have absolutely ****ed over Van Nistelrooy. They’ve set him up to fail at every ****ing turn. He didn’t even have a fighting chance. They’ve taken a once-great club and turned it into a laughing stock. The fans who supported Leicester through thick and thin? We’re the ones getting ****ed in the hoop while these two clueless bellends sit on their thrones, doing nothing but watching the whole thing crumble. It’s beyond embarrassing.

 

If Leicester were a person, it’d be the pathetic twat at the bar trying to chat up women with no game and a permanently sweaty forehead. It’s the kind of person who thinks they’re the centre of attention while everyone else is wondering how the hell they managed to get this far in life. And Top and Rudkin are the absolute worst kind of managers—those who have no ****ing clue what they’re doing but somehow keep finding a way to **** everything up even more.

 

They’ve taken Leicester City to the depths of misery. They’ve ruined Van Nistelrooy’s potential, destroyed any hopes of progress, and left the club in a state so ****ing dire, it’s a miracle anyone still bothers to watch them. Top and Rudkin are a cancer to this club, and until they’re gone, Leicester will keep circling the drain. Get these two useless ***** out of our club before they completely ruin it for good. They’re not even bad at their jobs—they’re ****ing terrible.

 

 

Please send this to the twat communication Director - I want this specifically referenced in the willy pullers end of season statement with his tears. 

[Leicester_Loyal]

3 minutes ago, SecretPro said:

We've spent years trying to shift deadwood and then we went out and bought a load more. Mental.

100%. 
 

This is why we’ll always be struggling with FFP, PSR, etc. We sign dross on long contracts and get stuck with them. You’ve got no chance of improving long term because you’ve got both hands tied behind your back. 

[Noahfence]

The thing is, I don’t even care if we’re shit! If we’re in the championship then whatever. I’ll still support this club it doesn’t bother me. 
 

What I can’t stand though is the manner in which we’ve thrown away such a strong position as a top 8 Prem club. I feel like I’m banging my head against a wall. 
 

it’s unforgivable how the club has been run 

[SecretPro]

12 minutes ago, Bilo said:

Top and Jon Rudkin are a pair of absolute ****ing morons who have managed to take a once-promising football club and turn it into a complete shitshow. These two dickheads couldn't manage a ****ing lemonade stand, let alone a Premier League club. But here we are, watching these clueless ****wits steer Leicester City straight into the gutter, all while doing absolutely nothing but patting themselves on the back for the privilege of running the place into the ground.

 

Let’s talk about Steve Cooper, the cheap-as-shit, bottom-of-the-barrel managerial appointment that these two tossers decided was the answer. Cooper is the kind of manager who couldn’t organize a piss-up in a brewery. He’s got all the tactical nous of a potato and the charisma of a wet dishcloth. But why did Top and Rudkin hire him? Because he was ****ing cheap. He didn’t demand a competent squad or even basic managerial resources. It’s like they went into a car dealership, saw a rusted-out heap of junk with no wheels, and said, “That’ll do.” A manager with no ambition, no vision, no nothing. A ****ing yes-man who wouldn’t dare rock the boat or ask for anything that might actually make the team competitive.

 

And what did they give him to work with? A squad so bad, even a Sunday League team would laugh at them. They handed him a group of players who were more interested in collecting a paycheck than playing actual football. It’s like giving a drunk, mentally challenged monkey a bag of bricks and telling it to build a house. What the **** did they think was going to happen? Van Nistelrooy—****ing VAN NISTELROOY—walks into that mess and has to deal with a bunch of overpaid, injury-prone willy pullers who can’t pass a ball five yards without tripping over their own ****ing feet. He was handed a pile of dogshit wrapped in a Leicester shirt and expected to work miracles. Well, newsflash: he couldn’t, because it was a ****ing disaster waiting to happen.

 

And the most insulting part? They couldn’t even bother giving Van Nistelrooy a competent Director of Football. No, these two numpties just threw him into the deep end, hoping he could swim with a ****ing anchor tied to his legs. Rudkin is so useless, he couldn’t spot a decent player if they came up and slapped him in the face. The guy is a walking embodiment of failure, a man whose only skill is looking completely ****ing out of his depth. His transfer dealings are so bad, they make you want to gouge your eyes out. The squad is a collection of washed-up has-beens, injury-prone disasters, and players who look like they’ve never seen a football in their life.

 

Top and Rudkin have absolutely ****ed over Van Nistelrooy. They’ve set him up to fail at every ****ing turn. He didn’t even have a fighting chance. They’ve taken a once-great club and turned it into a laughing stock. The fans who supported Leicester through thick and thin? We’re the ones getting ****ed in the hoop while these two clueless bellends sit on their thrones, doing nothing but watching the whole thing crumble. It’s beyond embarrassing.

 

If Leicester were a person, it’d be the pathetic twat at the bar trying to chat up women with no game and a permanently sweaty forehead. It’s the kind of person who thinks they’re the centre of attention while everyone else is wondering how the hell they managed to get this far in life. And Top and Rudkin are the absolute worst kind of managers—those who have no ****ing clue what they’re doing but somehow keep finding a way to **** everything up even more.

 

They’ve taken Leicester City to the depths of misery. They’ve ruined Van Nistelrooy’s potential, destroyed any hopes of progress, and left the club in a state so ****ing dire, it’s a miracle anyone still bothers to watch them. Top and Rudkin are a cancer to this club, and until they’re gone, Leicester will keep circling the drain. Get these two useless ***** out of our club before they completely ruin it for good. They’re not even bad at their jobs—they’re ****ing terrible.

 

 

100% all of this. 

[chris2208]

Just now, Noahfence said:

The thing is, I don’t even care if we’re shit! If we’re in the championship then whatever. I’ll still support this club it doesn’t bother me. 
 

What I can’t stand though is the manner in which we’ve thrown away such a strong position as a top 8 Prem club. I feel like I’m banging my head against a wall. 
 

it’s unforgivable how the club has been run 

I agree. The problem for me started by silly dallying on selling Fofana to Chelsea. As soon as we knew they wanted him we should have said yes. We may have got less than we did, but would have allowed us more time in that window to recruit better than we did (Faes). 

Unfortunately I can't see us staying up, but as seen in another thread we need to get in players who are going to make us good in the Championship next season. Keep Cannon. Sell the dross. Try and tempt some of the better championship players and if we are lucky we may stay up. I'm not holding out much hope though.

[em9999]

Not gonna lie but I hate the Premier league find it dull as dishwater ..

 

 

Edited 15 January by em9999

[Ian Nacho]

Serge's reference to Khun Top in the pre match video winds me up so much.

[FoxTimmy2]

2 minutes ago, em9999 said:

Not gonna lie but I hate the Premier league find it dull as dishwater ..

 

 

Yes cos we're shit

[em9999]

Yes but I also find the league incredibly boring 

[Mickyblueeyes]

1 minute ago, Ian Nacho said:

Serge's reference to Khun Top in the pre match video winds me up so much.

We should ****ing boo that. At least they will stop playing it. Followed by a healthy willy puller willy puller willy puller. 

[jbflcfc]

20 minutes ago, Bilo said:

Top and Jon Rudkin are a pair of absolute ****ing morons who have managed to take a once-promising football club and turn it into a complete shitshow. These two dickheads couldn't manage a ****ing lemonade stand, let alone a Premier League club. But here we are, watching these clueless ****wits steer Leicester City straight into the gutter, all while doing absolutely nothing but patting themselves on the back for the privilege of running the place into the ground.

 

Let’s talk about Steve Cooper, the cheap-as-shit, bottom-of-the-barrel managerial appointment that these two tossers decided was the answer. Cooper is the kind of manager who couldn’t organize a piss-up in a brewery. He’s got all the tactical nous of a potato and the charisma of a wet dishcloth. But why did Top and Rudkin hire him? Because he was ****ing cheap. He didn’t demand a competent squad or even basic managerial resources. It’s like they went into a car dealership, saw a rusted-out heap of junk with no wheels, and said, “That’ll do.” A manager with no ambition, no vision, no nothing. A ****ing yes-man who wouldn’t dare rock the boat or ask for anything that might actually make the team competitive.

 

And what did they give him to work with? A squad so bad, even a Sunday League team would laugh at them. They handed him a group of players who were more interested in collecting a paycheck than playing actual football. It’s like giving a drunk, mentally challenged monkey a bag of bricks and telling it to build a house. What the **** did they think was going to happen? Van Nistelrooy—****ing VAN NISTELROOY—walks into that mess and has to deal with a bunch of overpaid, injury-prone willy pullers who can’t pass a ball five yards without tripping over their own ****ing feet. He was handed a pile of dogshit wrapped in a Leicester shirt and expected to work miracles. Well, newsflash: he couldn’t, because it was a ****ing disaster waiting to happen.

 

And the most insulting part? They couldn’t even bother giving Van Nistelrooy a competent Director of Football. No, these two numpties just threw him into the deep end, hoping he could swim with a ****ing anchor tied to his legs. Rudkin is so useless, he couldn’t spot a decent player if they came up and slapped him in the face. The guy is a walking embodiment of failure, a man whose only skill is looking completely ****ing out of his depth. His transfer dealings are so bad, they make you want to gouge your eyes out. The squad is a collection of washed-up has-beens, injury-prone disasters, and players who look like they’ve never seen a football in their life.

 

Top and Rudkin have absolutely ****ed over Van Nistelrooy. They’ve set him up to fail at every ****ing turn. He didn’t even have a fighting chance. They’ve taken a once-great club and turned it into a laughing stock. The fans who supported Leicester through thick and thin? We’re the ones getting ****ed in the hoop while these two clueless bellends sit on their thrones, doing nothing but watching the whole thing crumble. It’s beyond embarrassing.

 

If Leicester were a person, it’d be the pathetic twat at the bar trying to chat up women with no game and a permanently sweaty forehead. It’s the kind of person who thinks they’re the centre of attention while everyone else is wondering how the hell they managed to get this far in life. And Top and Rudkin are the absolute worst kind of managers—those who have no ****ing clue what they’re doing but somehow keep finding a way to **** everything up even more.

 

They’ve taken Leicester City to the depths of misery. They’ve ruined Van Nistelrooy’s potential, destroyed any hopes of progress, and left the club in a state so ****ing dire, it’s a miracle anyone still bothers to watch them. Top and Rudkin are a cancer to this club, and until they’re gone, Leicester will keep circling the drain. Get these two useless ***** out of our club before they completely ruin it for good. They’re not even bad at their jobs—they’re ****ing terrible.

 

 

I genuinely think this post is the best I’ve ever seen from anyone about anything ever.

[SecretPro]

17 minutes ago, Chrysalis said:

Did top make it to 90 mins this time?

Stupid manbaby was probably wanking over a horse somewhere.

[Iwebema]

21 minutes ago, Bilo said:

Top and Jon Rudkin are a pair of absolute ****ing morons who have managed to take a once-promising football club and turn it into a complete shitshow. These two dickheads couldn't manage a ****ing lemonade stand, let alone a Premier League club. But here we are, watching these clueless ****wits steer Leicester City straight into the gutter, all while doing absolutely nothing but patting themselves on the back for the privilege of running the place into the ground.

 

Let’s talk about Steve Cooper, the cheap-as-shit, bottom-of-the-barrel managerial appointment that these two tossers decided was the answer. Cooper is the kind of manager who couldn’t organize a piss-up in a brewery. He’s got all the tactical nous of a potato and the charisma of a wet dishcloth. But why did Top and Rudkin hire him? Because he was ****ing cheap. He didn’t demand a competent squad or even basic managerial resources. It’s like they went into a car dealership, saw a rusted-out heap of junk with no wheels, and said, “That’ll do.” A manager with no ambition, no vision, no nothing. A ****ing yes-man who wouldn’t dare rock the boat or ask for anything that might actually make the team competitive.

 

And what did they give him to work with? A squad so bad, even a Sunday League team would laugh at them. They handed him a group of players who were more interested in collecting a paycheck than playing actual football. It’s like giving a drunk, mentally challenged monkey a bag of bricks and telling it to build a house. What the **** did they think was going to happen? Van Nistelrooy—****ing VAN NISTELROOY—walks into that mess and has to deal with a bunch of overpaid, injury-prone willy pullers who can’t pass a ball five yards without tripping over their own ****ing feet. He was handed a pile of dogshit wrapped in a Leicester shirt and expected to work miracles. Well, newsflash: he couldn’t, because it was a ****ing disaster waiting to happen.

 

And the most insulting part? They couldn’t even bother giving Van Nistelrooy a competent Director of Football. No, these two numpties just threw him into the deep end, hoping he could swim with a ****ing anchor tied to his legs. Rudkin is so useless, he couldn’t spot a decent player if they came up and slapped him in the face. The guy is a walking embodiment of failure, a man whose only skill is looking completely ****ing out of his depth. His transfer dealings are so bad, they make you want to gouge your eyes out. The squad is a collection of washed-up has-beens, injury-prone disasters, and players who look like they’ve never seen a football in their life.

 

Top and Rudkin have absolutely ****ed over Van Nistelrooy. They’ve set him up to fail at every ****ing turn. He didn’t even have a fighting chance. They’ve taken a once-great club and turned it into a laughing stock. The fans who supported Leicester through thick and thin? We’re the ones getting ****ed in the hoop while these two clueless bellends sit on their thrones, doing nothing but watching the whole thing crumble. It’s beyond embarrassing.

 

If Leicester were a person, it’d be the pathetic twat at the bar trying to chat up women with no game and a permanently sweaty forehead. It’s the kind of person who thinks they’re the centre of attention while everyone else is wondering how the hell they managed to get this far in life. And Top and Rudkin are the absolute worst kind of managers—those who have no ****ing clue what they’re doing but somehow keep finding a way to **** everything up even more.

 

They’ve taken Leicester City to the depths of misery. They’ve ruined Van Nistelrooy’s potential, destroyed any hopes of progress, and left the club in a state so ****ing dire, it’s a miracle anyone still bothers to watch them. Top and Rudkin are a cancer to this club, and until they’re gone, Leicester will keep circling the drain. Get these two useless ***** out of our club before they completely ruin it for good. They’re not even bad at their jobs—they’re ****ing terrible.

 

 

But what do you REALLY think?

[ashbyj]

21 minutes ago, Bilo said:

Top and Jon Rudkin are a pair of absolute ****ing morons who have managed to take a once-promising football club and turn it into a complete shitshow. These two dickheads couldn't manage a ****ing lemonade stand, let alone a Premier League club. But here we are, watching these clueless ****wits steer Leicester City straight into the gutter, all while doing absolutely nothing but patting themselves on the back for the privilege of running the place into the ground.

 

Let’s talk about Steve Cooper, the cheap-as-shit, bottom-of-the-barrel managerial appointment that these two tossers decided was the answer. Cooper is the kind of manager who couldn’t organize a piss-up in a brewery. He’s got all the tactical nous of a potato and the charisma of a wet dishcloth. But why did Top and Rudkin hire him? Because he was ****ing cheap. He didn’t demand a competent squad or even basic managerial resources. It’s like they went into a car dealership, saw a rusted-out heap of junk with no wheels, and said, “That’ll do.” A manager with no ambition, no vision, no nothing. A ****ing yes-man who wouldn’t dare rock the boat or ask for anything that might actually make the team competitive.

 

And what did they give him to work with? A squad so bad, even a Sunday League team would laugh at them. They handed him a group of players who were more interested in collecting a paycheck than playing actual football. It’s like giving a drunk, mentally challenged monkey a bag of bricks and telling it to build a house. What the **** did they think was going to happen? Van Nistelrooy—****ing VAN NISTELROOY—walks into that mess and has to deal with a bunch of overpaid, injury-prone willy pullers who can’t pass a ball five yards without tripping over their own ****ing feet. He was handed a pile of dogshit wrapped in a Leicester shirt and expected to work miracles. Well, newsflash: he couldn’t, because it was a ****ing disaster waiting to happen.

 

And the most insulting part? They couldn’t even bother giving Van Nistelrooy a competent Director of Football. No, these two numpties just threw him into the deep end, hoping he could swim with a ****ing anchor tied to his legs. Rudkin is so useless, he couldn’t spot a decent player if they came up and slapped him in the face. The guy is a walking embodiment of failure, a man whose only skill is looking completely ****ing out of his depth. His transfer dealings are so bad, they make you want to gouge your eyes out. The squad is a collection of washed-up has-beens, injury-prone disasters, and players who look like they’ve never seen a football in their life.

 

Top and Rudkin have absolutely ****ed over Van Nistelrooy. They’ve set him up to fail at every ****ing turn. He didn’t even have a fighting chance. They’ve taken a once-great club and turned it into a laughing stock. The fans who supported Leicester through thick and thin? We’re the ones getting ****ed in the hoop while these two clueless bellends sit on their thrones, doing nothing but watching the whole thing crumble. It’s beyond embarrassing.

 

If Leicester were a person, it’d be the pathetic twat at the bar trying to chat up women with no game and a permanently sweaty forehead. It’s the kind of person who thinks they’re the centre of attention while everyone else is wondering how the hell they managed to get this far in life. And Top and Rudkin are the absolute worst kind of managers—those who have no ****ing clue what they’re doing but somehow keep finding a way to **** everything up even more.

 

They’ve taken Leicester City to the depths of misery. They’ve ruined Van Nistelrooy’s potential, destroyed any hopes of progress, and left the club in a state so ****ing dire, it’s a miracle anyone still bothers to watch them. Top and Rudkin are a cancer to this club, and until they’re gone, Leicester will keep circling the drain. Get these two useless ***** out of our club before they completely ruin it for good. They’re not even bad at their jobs—they’re ****ing terrible.

 

 

Surely you spent all week writing that in preparation for tonight inevitable outcome 😂

[Vardyshardy]

19 minutes ago, Chrysalis said:

Did top make it to 90 mins this time?

Wasn’t there from what I could see. 
so **** knows where he is, especially during a transfer window when it’s been said on here that he was having more of a role in transfers. 

[Samilktray]

Just now, Vardyshardy said:

Wasn’t there from what I could see. 
so **** knows where he is, especially during a transfer window when it’s been said on here that he was having more of a role in transfers. 

He was in Spain negotiating for a young winger called Lay-ming Yamorl. Not in the know and never claimed to be but I am privy to the odd bit of gossip from time to time and I do like to post it on foxestalk 

[Bilo]

3 minutes ago, ashbyj said:

Surely you spent all week writing that in preparation for tonight inevitable outcome 😂

I started drafting when the second goal went in. 😂

[jonny_wright]

Just now, Samilktray said:

He was in Spain negotiating for a young winger called Lay-ming Yamorl. Not in the know and never claimed to be but I am privy to the odd bit of gossip from time to time and I do like to post it on foxestalk 

Negotiating a 7 year deal on £65k a week 

[Vardyshardy]

Just now, Samilktray said:

He was in Spain negotiating for a young winger called Lay-ming Yamorl. Not in the know and never claimed to be but I am privy to the odd bit of gossip from time to time and I do like to post it on foxestalk 

If this is true, I take back what I said… 

wish I was in Spain, was frozen watching that tonight! 

[Samilktray]

Just now, jonny_wright said:

Negotiating a 7 year deal on £65k a week 

If people like you are going to take the mick then I just won’t post any insider info I may hear. Ruin it for everyone else why don’t you pal 

[Rusko187]

Time for Top and Co to go I'm afraid.

 

The buck has to stop with them, from top to bottom the club is rotten and major change is required. I do not understand how they wish to go back to a model of selling best assets when they either buy crap or old "experienced" Premier League players?! Realistically, what resale value do we expect to get out of Coady, Winks, Skipp, De-Cordova Reid and Jordan Ayew?

 

Heads need to roll, Ruuds been let down by these clowns and they've escaped punishment for too long!

[Samilktray]

Just now, Vardyshardy said:

If this is true, I take back what I said… 

wish I was in Spain, was frozen watching that tonight! 

Yeah it’s warm here 

[Miquel The Work Geordie]

13 minutes ago, Ian Nacho said:

Serge's reference to Khun Top in the pre match video winds me up so much.

 

Handsome, Italian, glides past Olly Murs at Soccer Aid like a ballerina, dresses like he's from Blade Runner, played around the world for a hugely successful band who like them or loathe them are brilliant live.

 

And get he's still quite simply very uncool!