Fez of Mahrez Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Like Woolers' Little Franck Rolling, I think everyone's seen it by now.
Poakey Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Just said on sky that Sky have been speaking to Milan,he says its between 2 men who are both Englishmen and big names in the game.Decision to be made midweek. 2 names spring to my mind,Gregory & Mc Claren. Davies out the window then.
davieG Posted 14 June 2008 Author Posted 14 June 2008 Like Woolers' Little Franck Rolling, I think everyone's seen it by now. Oh I know they've seen my pictures I just wondered if anyone had got a good word to say about him before he's introduced as our new manager
Brainy Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Just said on sky that Sky have been speaking to Milan,he says its between 2 men who are both Englishmen and big names in the game.Decision to be made midweek. That sounds like it's between McClaren and somebody, although I get the feeling John Gregory is a big name to Mandaric
C-man Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 That sounds like it's between McClaren and somebody, although I get the feeling John Gregory is a big name to Mandaric Mandaric said the incoming manager must have a winning mentality. John Gregory has a poo record and therefore shouldn't even be considered.
Father Ted Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 That sounds like it's between McClaren and somebody, although I get the feeling John Gregory is a big name to Mandaric Allardyce
davieG Posted 14 June 2008 Author Posted 14 June 2008 Mandaric said the incoming manager must have a winning mentality. John Gregory has a poo record and therefore shouldn't even be considered. That was his intention when he started out but it would depend on who was interested, his list of attributes that he was after would be pretty hard to find or to persuade to come to the perennial losers that LCFC have become. I'm surprised anyone still believes a word he says.
Brainy Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 I'm surprised anyone still believes a word he says. Hmm. Was it Ollie who was meant to be his next Harry Redknapp?
Jay Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Just said on sky that Sky have been speaking to Milan,he says its between 2 men who are both Englishmen and big names in the game.Decision to be made midweek.2 names spring to my mind,Gregory & Mc Claren. Davies out the window then. but so is.... I don't think I dare say it.. ok I will blank it out for those with a medical condition... Bryan Fecking Robson
Father Ted Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 but so is....I don't think I dare say it.. ok I will blank it out for those with a medical condition... Bryan Fecking Robson You shouldn't have said it
Jay Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 You shouldn't have said it accept my apology but Bryan Robson is English, a big name in the game and out of work
Father Ted Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Sanchez And McClaren. But Sanchez doesn't know whether he's Ecuadorian or N. Irish.
Babylon Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 But Sanchez doesn't know whether he's Ecuadorian or N. Irish. and born in Lambeth
Mickey O'Neil Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 accept my apology but Bryan Robson is English, a big name in the game and out of work I forgot about that boring cnut. It's him. I **** g know it. Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Wank! bumhole! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! ****it, i'll still back the excitable f ucker.
iancognito Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Allardyce Just seen Allardycio on ITV and he's looking far too smug and relieved. It was the look of a man ruled out of the Leicester job. He'd have his work cut out anyway, he had a ten year contract at Bolton. He'd only get a ten month one with Mandaric. English managers with a winning mentality that are a big name.... I think I'd prefer Linda Robson to Bryan Robson . With Pauline Quirke as head coach.
Father Ted Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 I forgot about that boring cnut. It's him. I **** g know it. Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! 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Father Jack's very angry if he becomes manager
Babylon Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 So Hoddle, Robson, Mclaren or Sanchez (if MM got confused by his cockney accent)... is Gregory a big name?
csadfox67 Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Just seen Allardycio on ITV and he's looking far too smug and relieved. It was the look of a man ruled out of the Leicester job.He'd have his work cut out anyway, he had a ten year contract at Bolton. He'd only get a ten month one with Mandaric. English managers with a winning mentality that are a big name.... I think I'd prefer Linda Robson to Bryan Robson . With Pauline Quirke as head coach. dont forget beryl reid aka PETER
Poakey Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 So Hoddle, Robson, Mclaren or Sanchez (if MM got confused by his cockney accent)... is Gregory a big name? No but Manderic prob thinks so.
Fox You Forest Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 I would appreciate it if he crawled back under the rock he came from.
Monk Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Mclaren may have a reputation in tatters but I fail to see why he would stoop so low as to manage a League 1 side. I'm sure he isn't short of cash. Same goes for big Sam. You guys are aiming way way too high, our new manager will be fresh from the scrapheap. Peter Reid John Gregory Bryan Robson Brian Little? Mike Newell Tony Adams? Roy Evans Glenn Hoddle Lee Arnold Nelson Arcadia Philpott
Babylon Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 Mclaren may have a reputation in tatters but I fail to see why he would stoop so low as to manage a League 1 side He said he would.
Fez of Mahrez Posted 14 June 2008 Posted 14 June 2008 He said he would. I think you're trying to over-simplify this.
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