One of these lads that lives in the shadows and has carved out a niche criticising every aspect of Irish rugby. He comments about Dublin and Conor McGregor too but Irish rugby opponents are his real passion. His research for articles can be found on the anti rugby thread. Last week Christmas came early for him and a lot of people were eating humble pie.
We could probably work out fairly easily what Ewanâs TFK profile is. Just check for all the pro-Sevco trolls that there have been over the years. There canât have been that many.
You would probably have to trawl through material from a couple of servers ago when Rangers were last a viable successful team for any pro servco commentary. A lot of information lost in those knowledge transfers.
How do you say in Portuguese, Iâve been awkward cunt all my life, just to be an awkward cunt
Iâd say the barman didnât give a toss really
I cannot even point to Ewans utterances anymore on Rugby to other people for fear they will dismiss his opinions as being the musings of an awkward fucker. It loses its sheen.
Sure none of that conversation ever happened.
A non entity then?
Gary Numan is older than Gary Oldman
Ayers Rock is out of bounds to climbers
Welcome to two months ago.
Myself and @GeoffreyBoycott have written a few gentle mock pro-Rangers posts over the years, if you can find them
TNH territory methinks .
How all cork people are so sneaky and snide.
I find the opposite. I find theyâve a tendency to be brutally, painfully honest. Almost naive
Na they are a sneaky and snide bunch. I hope cork gets flooded again this winter.
Cork people are the finest
Always great fun at matches, quite like Armagh and Tyrone people
The last time I was there I went to Jackie Lennoxâs chipper
Everybody in the place seemed to know each other and they were cracking jokes left right and centre with each other
I half expected Christy Ring and Seanie OâLeary to drop by and sing the Boys of Fairhill, such was the old style craic in the place
And the grub was top notch
I walked back into town and there were young women sitting at the front window of a pub, beckoning at me to come in
I mean I was only walking past on the pavement and had a raging cold and sore throat on me
I didnât go in
Lennoxâs is a grand chipper but itâs a bolox queuing that long .