I think that the fact that normally by now on a Saturday night, this site is awash with comments after we've all had time to reflect on things (and a few scoops) but tonight it's deader than Joan Rivers' monkey......tells you that something's very wrong.
It's all gone a bit flat because we all know that there's nothing more to say.
We're shit.
We're skint.
Freedman's clueless.
Gartside's in hiding in Der Bunker, frantically shoving uncut diamonds up his arse and planning his exit strategy.
Eddie Davies is dead / never existed in the first place.
And things are generally shite at BWFC.
Bollocks......
It's all gone a bit flat because we all know that there's nothing more to say.
We're shit.
We're skint.
Freedman's clueless.
Gartside's in hiding in Der Bunker, frantically shoving uncut diamonds up his arse and planning his exit strategy.
Eddie Davies is dead / never existed in the first place.
And things are generally shite at BWFC.
Bollocks......