This sounds about right. The racists lost 2 nil to Liverpool last week. And we drew 1 -1 with that famous club the last time we played. So 0-1 for the coupon.
Great to see the Paisley girl, now Prime Minister. Indeed, Paisley's first Prime Minister.
It takes a village to raise a child, and anyone who has had an influence should be very proud.
Hope to see her at a home game soon.
Despite the hilarity of last nights peformance, they are still a lot better than this Saints side. We can all be grateful that we wont be bothering Uefa any time soon.
Correct. If relegation does have a smell, then its the oily odour of Stephens hair and beard balm.
I have seldom seen a Saints team so lacking in fight. Enough of this project.
Great to see the West Primary girl give the back stabbing public school boy dupe a hiding in the recent debates.
I understand the gullible fishy Rishi is from Southampton.
Saints 1 Saints nil.
Or maybe one of the things that she learned at the West was the value of hard work and dedication. Like so many of her fellow Alumni at that famous primary.
I see that the next Prime Minister went to school at the West Primary in the 70's. There are therefore three things I know about her for certain:
1. She knows her times-tables up to 12, no problem.
2 She's been belted.
3. She doesn't get why the new stadium is not called Love Street.
I therefore urge anyone with a Conservative party membership to give her your vote.
Is this the worst Saints manager since Stubbs? I think so.
Dont know what is more disgraceful. The performance, or allowing the rascists into the the Fitzpatrick stand. Tony must be deeply embarrassed.
High praise indeed.
Sincerely hope Jim and Lee get Aberdeen relegated.
First club that has shown any interest they are off like a couple of tarts at a wedding.
Get back Jack, do it again.
I scored three hat-tricks in a row up the top of Saucel Hill during the summer holidays in 1974. One of the goals was in off the jumpers.
Never got me a call up.
Tell you what. If I was the manager of Celtic and St Mirren were playing Hibs in the cup final, and my boy wanted to wear his Saints scarf. Then I couldnt be more proud. Regardless of who was paying my wages.