Lads we’re fucking steeped, the cunt is going to get one of these penalty calls yet.
Jesus, we are shit for ball skills… first touch, dribble and take a man on etc.
The Polish corporate types not yet back in their seats.
Probably executives from dumpling or pierogi manufacturers, or something.
That ball from Whelan typifies him there, no pressure on him, Coleman running forward into space and he plays the ball behind him meaning he has to check his run and our play loses momentum, he is cancerous.
Jaysus O’Shea is trying to foul them even when he has the ball.
Jesus this looks ominous
Shocking from Whelan again there, Coleman completely free in on the right and he ignores him.
Patehtic from Whelan again there.
He can’t pass, he can’t tackle, he can’t run, he shirks responsibility.
What is he doing on the pitch?
Whelan mugged off big time
At what stage of history did our image of Polish people change from honest, hard-working, genial and defiant dockers dressed in anoraks, with generous moustaches and slightly overgrown hair, to fearsome, skinheaded, Aryan-looking, monosyllabic cunts with baby oil rubbed on their faces, who hog the free weights section in gyms?
Robbie Keane baby celebration, chalk it down
Interesting change that.
WHelan off
Keogh striding out of defence like fucking Sammer there.
Hon Robbie
Fuck you McClean you headless cunt
Long gets a kick on the left ankle and gets carried off. Tony establishes that it’s a left ankle injury that has caused the substitution.