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I can't say for sure that had that of been me that I wouldn't have gone and lamped in no particular order Paddy McCarthy, Richard Stearman and Rob Kelly. Possibly Tiatto aswell just for a laugh.

If he gets fined, then I hope the above 3 do aswell for constant hoofing and poor tactics.

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I can't say for sure that had that of been me that I wouldn't have gone and lamped in no particular order Paddy McCarthy, Richard Stearman and Rob Kelly. Possibly Tiatto aswell just for a laugh.

If he gets fined, then I hope the above 3 do aswell for constant hoofing and poor tactics.

Tiatto is the golden child :sick: he'll probably get a bonus for actually staying on the pitch

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I can understand him kicking it away like that but he needs to watch it the last thing we need is Fryatt getting banned for a few games.

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I can understand him kicking it away like that but he needs to watch it the last thing we need is Fryatt getting banned for a few games.

In a period where things are not going quite right, people need to keep their heads. As you say, we don't want to have silly bans for players all over the park.

5 bookings already in 2 games altogether.

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I hope he gets fined for his booking!

That's just plain stupidness. Picking the ball up and kicking the ball away like that!

Maybe he's learning from his role model Tiatto...

The evidence is undeniable...

1) Shaved head

2) Needless booking

3) General lack of impact on the game

:ph34r:

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Fryatt made a mistake and shouldn't have done it but i totally relate to why he did it!!!

The long balls came from defence continuosly because the midfield had no other idea's to supply the attack.

hence fryatt's frustration at chasing these long balls. I wouldnt neccersarilty blame the likes of paddy or kisnorbo. blame the midfield, blame rob kelly for not picking stephen hughes and re-signing danny tiatto.

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Someone should tell Fryatt to look down the bloody line when he makes a run! Just like Luton he was offside countless times and in the second half he was in an offside position 3 or 4 times but the ball failed to get fed through.

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Its true that fryatt should not have done that but it just shows the sheer frustation that the strikers are getting from the constant hoofing. he is a player that wants it along the floor and the past to games he simply has not had that which has led to our downfall.

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Sheer frustration. Just like Rooney in the World Cup.

He and Hume would have needed high-powered binoculars to spot the support they got until the closing quarter.

Definetly, I completely agree. He was near sick with frustration, and both him and Humey have had two poor (and therefore frustrating) games.

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He spent the entire game being needled by Sinclair, who knew what he was doing. You could see it coming like a slow steam train...they more he was being messed with the more his game was slipping. In a way I was glad that he let it out in a less than physical manner...but I'm sure he would hold his hand up today and say it was stupid.

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If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too,

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,

If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

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Sheer frustration. Just like Rooney in the World Cup.

He and Hume would have needed high-powered binoculars to spot the support they got until the closing quarter.

I thought you didn't approve of excuses, or does it depend on who's making them?

Perhaps if it had have been Maybury, it would be a different story.

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If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too,

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,

If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

well i think they had too any mr.kiplings pies before last night!!!

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