God damn it, Jags. I do my best at trolling a perfectly valid thread. I conspicuously fixate my entire argument on a petty adverb. I tenaciously clench to high-school debate terms. I pestiferously condemn compelling arguments. And what do I get for all this magnificent work, for all the hardships I have had to endure? Veiled insults aimed at my English. At my mother****ing English. This is extremely disappointing. I mean you could have at least flamed me a little, showed me you cared, demonstrated a little vociferous spirit.
But no, you had to go all hippy on me. "Oh no, we must all be friends for the world cup is all about goodness and integrity." Bolloks, I say. The world cup is about crushing your rivals. Sportsmanship is a pointless luxury. Damn it. Barton would have made an excellent midfielder!
Do you want me to post my reply now? It's all nice and fluffy.
Italy are going to choke. I can feel it.
And just for the record. My problems with Walcott being picked have to do with his age and the tremendous burden the world cup puts on a young played. A failure there could likely ruin his entire ****ing career. It's not fair. Crouch is the only other 100% striker Erickson has.